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PSALMS 


IMITATED    IN    THE   LANGUAGE    CT    THE 


NEW   TESTAMENT, 


AND    AfBLIED    TO     THE 


CHRISTIAN  STATE  AND  WORSHIP. 

T.V    ISAAC    AVATTS,    D.    D. 


—  Ail  things  must  be  fulfilled  which 

written  in the  PSALMS  concerning  me. 

Hkd.xI,   5-2. — Datid,  Samuel,  and   the  Prophets 

Vor.  40. — That  they  without  us  should  not  be  made  perfect. 


( 'atefuUy   i  -vised, 

TVITH    DIRECTIONS    FOR    MUSICAL    EXPRESSION. 


BOSTON" 

PUBLISHED  BY  SAMUEL  T.  >\t;r 

Theological  B  So.  50,  Cornbilft. 


r.  CROCK  KB,   pbin  rsn« 


DISTRICT  OF  MASSACHUSETTS-* 

District  ( lerk't  Office. 
BsiTKnctt  Kirteenth daV  of  A 

A.  D.  1819,  and  in  the  tbrty-fourth  year  of  the  Lnd< 

deuce  of  the  Unii  L    V.    \,.m- 

BTROHG  of  the  s;.i(J  District,  has  dep<  sit<  (1  in  this  office  the 
titl.  of  a  book,  the  right  whereof  he  claims  as  proprietor, 
ii\  the  words  following,  to  wit: 

"  i'Le  Psalms  of  David,  imitated  in  the  language  of  the 
Testament,    and    applied  to  Lite  Christian  stat 
worship.   By  Isaac  Watts,  D    D.    U  -     o..\     n.    \il  ; 

must  be  fulfilled  which  were  written  in the  psalm 

cerniqg    me.     lleb.     xi.    32.     David,    Sakuex,    and    the 

Prophets Yer.   40.     That  they  without  us  should  not  he 

made  perfect.*'  Carefully  revised,  with  Directions  for  Mu- 
sical Expression." 

In  conformity  to  the  act  of  the  Congress  of  the  United 
States,  intitJed  "An  act  for  the  encouragement  of  learning", 
by  securing  the  copies  of  maps,  charts,  and  bonks,  to  the 
authors  and  proprietors  of  such  copies,  during  the  tune 
therein  mentioned;"  and  also  to  an  act  etitled,  "An  act 
supplementary  to  an  act,  intitled  an  act  for  the  en  con 
merit  of  learning,  by  securing  the  copies  of  maps,  charts, 
and  books,  to  the  authors  and  proprii  tors  of  such  co-pies 
during  the  times  therein  mentioned;  and  extending  the 
benefits  thereof  to  the  arts  of  designing,  engraving  and 
etching  historical  and  other  prints.*' 

JXO.  W.  DAVIS, 
Clirh  of  the  District  of  Massa 


EDITOR'S  PREFACE. 


!  is'tian  Church,  Dr.  W 
,ir-<  minenl     His  Psalms  and  Hj  tnns  have  an  i 

I-;  and  to  Christians  of  sound 

.net  taste,  it  is  matter  ot  devout  gratulattoa 

and  thankfulness,  that  they  are  so  extensively  used,  and  so 

venerated.    The   Bbok,  however,  like  the  best  of 

works,  has  its  i  <rd  to  some 

.  in  regard  to  others  it  is  del 

and  some    erf   its  contents    fall    very    considerably    below 

oeral  excellence.    These    imperfections   have    been 

extensively  felt  and  acknowledged;  and  for  the  reroed)  of 

them,    various    attempts    have    been    made     with    various 

success.     Of  those  attempts  the  compiling  of  "Christias 

Psalmodx"  was  one. 

The  work  was  undertaken  from  no  spirit  of  inno- 
vation; but  from  a  sincere  d  sircJor  the  improvement  and 
Stability  of  our  pablick  Psalnr.ody^On  a  careful  examination 
of  Dr.  \\  atts's  Book,  it  was  found,  or  thought  to  be  found, 
that  it  might  he  very  considerably  abridged,  without  any 
detriment: — that  some  entire  Parts,  and  many  sta: 
other  Parts  of  the  Psalm  a,  and  that  some  entire  Hymns, 
laid  many  stanzas  of  others,  might  very  well  be  spared, as  the 
subject-matter  and  sentiments  of  them,  were  contained, 
and  as  well  or  better  expressed,  in  what  would  still  remain. 
By  such  an  abridgement,  some  important  advantages  would 
be  gained:  redundancies  would  be  retrenched;  passages  oi 
little  merit  would  be  excluded;  some  Parts  of  Psalms,  and 
some  Hymns,  so  prolix  and  complex  as  seldom,  perhaps 
never,  to  he  given  out  in  public,  would  be  reduced  to  con- 
venient and  excellent  portions  for  use;  especially,  room 
would  be  made  for  the  admission  of  not  a  small  number  of 
I  Hymns,  from  various  authors,  eligible  either  for  their 
Sterling  worth,  or  for  their  suitableness  to  supply  the  defi- 
ciencies of  Watts's.  And  thus,  if  the  design  were  judiciously 
executed,  ■  body  of  Psalms  and  Hymns  would  be  formed, 

more  compact,  more  complete,  and  more  worth)  of  «  \?  n- 
shre  adoption  for  permanent  use,  than  any  before  presented 
to  our  churches. 

To  the  high  purposes  of  Psalmody,  good  and  well  adapted 
Tunes  are  essentially  requisite.    To  aid  the  laudable   exer- 
tions of  res]  ectable  societies  and  individuals,  for  the  general 
ich   tunes,  was   a   primary  object  of 
this  work.      It    wns   found   to   he   the   opinion  of  many,  well 

d  to  judge,   thai    a   small   but  judicious  selection  of 
ttuics,  in  the  same  book  with  the  Psalms  and  Hymns,  would 


iv  KIMTOU'S  PREFA4 

be    useful    in    several    r 

restrain  the  too  common  vagranej  ol 

permanency  to  tin*  use  of  ;* 
would  be  a  great  convenience  to  singers  in  lh< 
might  wish  to  refresh  their  memories  in  regard  tot 
to  be  sui  g — and  would  be  a  m  tho 

■  ■■.,  who,  by  occasion  all  j  I  upon 

the  tune,  would  be  awe  t'>  join  in  ll  suice,  of  this 

pleasing,  animating,  and  i  salted  pari  of  <  1  i \  i i 

The  effect  of  public  psalmody  is  often  I 
red,  by  a  psalm  or  hymn  being  sung  to  an  ill  adapted  tune. 
The  leaders  of  singing  choirs  are  not  always  perse 
trootl   taste  and  judgment;    and   the   best  qualified  I 
cannot  always  at  tbe  moment,  so  fully  possess  himself 
sentiments  of  the  portion  given  out,  as  immediately  to 
to  a  tune  well  suited  to  express  them.     It  might  therefore, 
it  was  thought,  be  highly  useful  to  sit  down  at  lei  sun 
refer  each  psalm  aud  hymn,  not  merely  to  a  prop  r  k 
to  a  suitable  tune. 

The  grand  defect  of  our  publiek  psalmody  in  general  is  the 
want  of  proper  expression.     Should  a  preacher  deliver  his 
sermon,  in  an  no  animated,  monotonous  manner  oof  rj 
the  movement,  or  quantity,  or   tone    of  voice,    nor 
observing  the  pauses — be  his  sermon  ever  so  good,  or  his 
pronunciation  ever  so  exact — hts  hearers  might 
his  labour  be   lost.     So  the  Best  psalm  may  be  sung  to  the 
best  tune,  and  every  note,  in  the  several  part-,  be  soi 
with  the  utmost  exactness,  and  yet  the  performance 
little  interest  or  effect.     That    performai 
and  that  only,  is  entitled  to   be  called  good,  in   whicj 
movement,  quantity,  and  tone  of  voii 
the  general  subject,  and  so  varied   as  jostly  to  i 
different  thoughts,   sentiments,  a'<;  ,    it    is 

confessed,  is  an  attainment  of  no  small  difficulty;    a 
quires  no.  ordinary  degree  of  judgment  and  taste,  att 
and  practice.    Its  importance,  however,  demands  that  i 
thing  which  can  be  done  in  aid  of  it,  should  be  done.      To 
assist  singers  extensively,   in    this  essential,  but    in  . 
part  of  good  psalmody,  no  method  appeared  mo  • 
than  that  of  so  marking  the  psalms  and  hymns  by  • 
of  certain  symbols,  as  to  indicate,  as  correctly 
the  requisite  variations  of  movement,  quantity,  and  lone  of 
voice. 

Such  were  the  views  of  the  Compiler,  when  he  took  up 
ihe  design  of  the  work;  and  such  the  plan  upon  which  he 
formed  his  book,  entitled  Chribtiait  Psalmouy,  in  Four 
Parts:  comprising  Dr.  Watt***  Psalms  Abridged;  Dr. 
Watt  a*  s  Hymns  Abridged;  Select  Hymns  from  other 
Authors;  and  Select  Harmony:  together  -with  Directions, 
for  jSlusical  Expression*  He  was  sensible  in  the  outset,  and 


EB1T0B  S   rr  v 

becam^  of  the 

of  do  •  ilitj ;    and  in  regard  lo 

lie  did   not    fail   to    avail    i.  opportunity 

d,  of  the   judgment   of    clergymen,    musicians,    and 

in  character,  anil  judicious  in  mitten 

I!:-  It    of  J)r  Dated    with 

:«  tnutioefl  and  trembling  hand;  and,  he  would  fain  hope,  in 
I  manner  not  to  offend  the  pious  and  judicious 

/    Christian 
'I  sentiment t     Watt*   remains    unaltered   end 
,ired;  and  in  whal  1  of  his  Liuok,  even  the 

ft  wf  and  only  such  as  seemed 
bviouslj  n  m 
It  deserves  particular  notice.,  that  the  numerical  desig- 
nations of  the  psalms  and  hymns, parts  and  stanzas,  retained, 
ate  the  same  as  in  Watts  unabi  Irtn  the  lot!  vei^t 

re  omitted,  the  omission  is  denoted  by  a . 

:. fusion,    therefore,    need    ensue  in    a    congregation 
er  use  thi3  book,  while  the  people  arc  yet 
furnished  w holly  or  in  part  with  the  common  hook. 

ctiin  of  Ilymns  from    varuu§  Authors  won 

made  with  laborious  care;  after  a  perusal  of  all  the  Hymns 

i he  Compiler  could  W<  II  procure,  and  with  repeated 

and  solicitous   revisions.     To  have  adopted  all  the  hymns 

good,  would  have  swelled  the   book  to  an 

size.     The  design  was  to  select  a  competent  number 

WOOld    form    the    best  supplement   to    v 

at   once    to   intrinsic  merit,  to  particular 
subjects  and  occasions,  and  to  variety  of  metre. 

The  Fourth  Part,  entitled  Select  Ifarinsay,  consists  of 
I  than  a  hundred  Tunes,  and  about  twenty  Particulai 
Pieces,   of  approved   excellence,    and  of  a  style  and  char- 

,  suitable  to  public  and  private  devotion.  The  I 
piler  is  fully  persuaded,  and  in  this  persuasion  he  i 
01  th  oe  of  the  best  judges,  that  the  adoption  of 

m/ey§  i  tunes  for  permanent  ose,  would  be 

preferable  to  a  greet  variety  and  a  frequent  change.     The 
plan-it  t  ce,  indeed,  for  n  is  the  bane  of  our 

publics:  psalmody.    It  can  never  be  sufficiently  regretted 

that  good  tunes,  as  soon  as  the  sin- 

form  then  with  tolerable  eorreetne  be  eon- 

tion  begin  t<  d  with  them,  should  b<-  . 

ird  for  others*   Good  tunes,  formed 

with  a  t,  neast  be  perfectly  familiar  to  the 

performers.    It  is  impossible  that  a  psalm  or  hymn  should 

d  with  pro]  on,  when  the  tune  i.->  not 

familiar;  and  until  singing  choirs  will  be  content  with  the 
use  of  1  few  standard  tunes,    not  entirely  excluding,  how 


*l  KDITOlt  S    PREFACE. 

ever,  the  rv  •    of  others 

import  4     good    musical   \  .  "ill    be   hwi 

little  known.      Resides,  good  tunea  i   uat  be  fai  i  I 
use,  before  their  beauties  and  eve< 
(good  degree    perceived   and   felt;    the   longeV  m<<!   I 
they  ut  practised,  the  more  they  wil 
•   lightly  est  i 

;ot  to"  a  tatnitiar 
with  them,  but  to  the  ^ant  of  such  .  cqt 

/?z  «  u  <:.'•  tunes  for  the  h  mwamd 

been  h    f,  nO(    merely  to  the   different 

to  the  peculiar  air  and  character  oi  each  turn*, 

and  its  appropriate  adaption  to  the  ps;ilm  or  hj  inn  tor  which 

isfiigstedT.     If  therefore,  in  any  instance,  the  leader  of 

the  chou-,  for  some  particular   reason,  think  it  not  beat  to 

sine  the  tune,  or  either  of  the  tunes,  referred  to;  still  the 

reference  may  be  of  nse,  as  a  direction  to  the  sm  t  of  tune, 

suitable  to  be  chosen. 

Of  the  several  parts  of  this  undertaking,  that  of. mm 
the  psalms  and  hymn*  r/>th  reference  to  Ertpresriui 
not  the  least  difficult.  I  0  indicate,  indeed,  all  the  variations, 
which  a  skilful  and  wel  practised  performer  -would  observe, 
were  impracticable;  to  desigi  ate  some  of  the  principal  of 
them  only,  is  what  has  been  attempted.  The  method 
adopted  for  this  purpose  is  simple,  and  easy  to  he  understood. 

The  movement  is  divided  into  five  degrees,  which  are 
supposed  to  be  indicated  by  five  vow  els,  in  Roman  letter: 
viz.  a — very  slow;  e — slow;  i  —  cot..jnorr,  o—  quick;  u — \ery 
quick:  but  in  the  actual  marking,  th  *  i  is  omitted;  as  it  was 
deemed  unnecessary  for  passages  requiring  only  the  common 
movement  to  be  marked. — The  quantity  of  voice  n 
divided  into  five  degrees,  which,  in  like  manner,  are  indicated 
by. the  same  vowels  in  Italick  letter:  viz.  a — very  soft;  e — 
soft;  i — common,  but  omitted  in  the  marking,  o — loud;  u 
— very  Joud. 

In  some  passages  a  variation  is  required  both  of  movement 
arid  quantity.  The  Paihetitk  in  general,  and  some 
kinds  of  sentiment,  require  the  slow  and  soft;  this  expres- 
sion is  denoted  by  the  letter  p.  The  Grand  requires  the 
alow  and  loud,  this  ex p1  regain n  is  denoted  by  the  letter  g 
The  Beautiful  requires  the  quick  and  soft;  this  expn 
is  denoted  by  the  letter  h  The  Spirited  requires  the  quick, 
and  loud;  thi6  expression  is  denoted  bv  the  letter  s. 

Some  passages  require,  not  any  considerable  change  from 
the  common,  either  in  movement  or  quantity;  but  either  a 
peculiar  distinctness  of  utterance,  or  some  peculiar  distinc- 
tion in  the  tone  or  modulation  ot  voice.  This  expression,  or 
rather  these  varieties  of  expression,  are  denoted  by  the 
letter  d.  This  symbol  is  indeed,  not  so  much  to  indicate  the 
particular  maimer  of  performance,  as  to  arrest  attention, 


editor's  riii;:AC)  .  vn 

required.     Where 
.s  marked  as  quo* 
abhor  r£o«c,  seom 
<•>:•  auy  other   passion  or  feeling,  the  judicious  performer, 
will  ii  adilj  pei  ceiye  the  requi  lion* 

It"  ;»  psalra  or  hymn  begins  without  any  symbol  of  ex] 
■ion,  i  isid<  red  as  common,  unul  some  symbol  is 

in)  symbol  is  applied,  that  is  to  be  conaid- 
iog   continued,   until  some  other  occurs.    The 
ish(— )  after  an)  other  symbol,  denotes  the  pi 

T  -  OOIBQKMI' 
rhe  general  chareier  of  <-aeh  psalm   or  hymn,  as  b 
intimated,   is  intended    to  be  I,   by   the  tune,    or 

to  which  it  is  referred;  and  the  aymboli 

age  of  the  psalm  or,  hymn  ha 
considered    rclath  i  liling  character   of   the 

whole,  an. i  to  the  bearings  of  the  several  passages.  Hence, 
some  i'  ivnih  from  what  they  would 

have  been,  had  the  psalm  (■;■  hymn  to  which  they  belong, 
been   of  a  ditferent   prevailing   character,  or  the  p. 
with   which   they  stand   connected.  1  kinds 

of  expression. 

In    the    Punctuation  regard  has    been   had    to   m 
expression.     In  some  instances,  therefore,  different 
or  pauses  are  insetted,  from  what  would  have   been  used, 
had  the  grammatical  construction,  only,  been  regarded.  The 
dash  is  intended  to  denote  an  expi  a.     In 

order  to  goo  n,  a  distinct  and  judicious  observance; 

of  the  pauses  is  absolutely  ne« 

[q  reference  to  person  Live  ~vJto  is  preferred  to 

thaty  because  it  is  b  tter  for  musical  Bound.      For  the 
nee  to  things,  that  is  preferred  to  w 
Though  the  Christian   PbalmodY  has  answered,  in  its 
reception  by  the  Christian  puhliek,  the  most  sanguine  ex- 
ions;  though  it  has  been  adopted  by  many  congrega- 
tions, and  is  getting  into  extensive  use;    aid  though   the 
Compiler  has  seen  no  r;       j  :<•  of  bis  confidence  in 

the  correctness  and  u  til  it)  of  the  design:  yet  it  has  been 
thought  advisable  to  give  an  Edition  of  Watts'l  entire, 
carefu  furnished  after  the  manner  of  the 

P  alrnodj  with  Direction* for  ►'' 
In    this  edition  those  portions  of  the   Psalm 
ed  in  lha  Chri  ttian  Ps 
included  in  brackets.    In 

of  thai  omissions,  it  should  be  particularly  kepi  in  mind, 
not  in  a  fen  instances,  p  ;•:••>• 
rit   in    themselves;    but 
matter   and  sentjl 
tioni  either  of  V 
superior  jr.  ■• 


VLM  EDITOR'S   PREFACE. 

Individuals,  Churches  and  Societies,  may  now   be 
plied,  as  they  s  >  i  -  *  U  eheose,  with  tbe  Christian  Psalmody—* 

-with  Watts  entire  and  the  Seteet  Hymns  added — o: 
V/atts  alone  in  an  improved  edition. 

It  only  remains  for  the.  Compiler  and  Editor  hum! 
commend  the  work,  in  its  several  parts  an.d  forms,  t 
candour  of  the  religious  public  —  with  the  devout  hop 
it  vvill  promote  their  improvement  ami  deiight  in  the  hi^H 
praises  of  Got):  and  above  all,  to  the  favour  of  him,  \ 
•'fearful  in  praises."  and  arbose  approbation  is  the  !. 
meed — with   the  fervi  r,t  prayer,  that,  under  h 
blessing,  it  may  contribute  to  the  advancement  of  his  great 
salvation,  and  to  the  j;lory  of  his  adorable  Kamb. 

Salem,  August  12,  1S19. 


KEY  OF  EXPRESSION'. 

a — Very  slow.  e — Slow. 

o— Quick,  u— Very  quick„ 

a — Very  soft.  e — Soft. 

o — Loud.  »— Very  loud. 

p— Slow  and  soft,     b  —Quick  and  soft. 

<r — Siow  and  loud,    s — Quick  and  loud* 

d — Variously  distinctive. 

gJ'See  the  explanation  in  theforegoir 
•Preface  sfiQvld  be  read  a 


A  TABLE, 

TO  FIXD  ANY  PSALM  BY  THE  FIRST    LINE. 


Psalm. 

All  ye  Chat  love  the  149 

A I /nighty  Ruler  8 

Amidst  thy  wrath  38 

A tuong  th'  assemblies  8'2 

Among  the  Princes,  86 
And  l  ill  the  God  ol'grace    83 

Ar<    all  the  foes  of  'Aon  53 

Are  sinners  now  so  14 

Arise,  my  gracious  God  17 

Awake,  ye  saints,  to  135 

Behold  the  lofty  sky  19 

Behold  the  morning  19 

Behold  the  love,  35 

Behold  the  sure  118 

B<  hold  thy   waiting  119 

Bless,  O  my  soul,  103 

Hie  tare  the  sons  133 

Blest  are  the  souls  89 

Blest  are  the  undefd'd  119 

Blest  is  the  man,  32 

Blest  is  the  man  whose  41 

Blest  is  the  mnii  who  1 

Blest  is  the  nation  33 

Children,  in  years  34 

Come,  children,  34 
Come,  let  our  voices  join  95 

Come,  sound  his  praise  95 
Consider  all  my  sorrows,  119 

Dartd  rejoioM  in  Cod  21 

Deep  in  our  hearts  G9 

Early,  my  Cod,  63 

Exalt  the'Lord  our  God  99 

Far  as  thy  name  48 

Father,  1  bless  119 

Father,  I  sing  C9 

Firm  and  unmov'd  125 

Firm  wus  my  health.  #Q 
B 


Psalm 

Fools  in  their  hearts  14 

For  ever  blessed  144 

For  ever  shall  my  song  8rJ 

From  a^e  to  age  exalt  107 

From  all  that  dwell  117 

From  deep  distress  130 

Give  thanks  to  God;  he  107 

Give  thanks  to  God,  105 
Give  thanks  to  God  most  130 

Give  to  our  God  130 

Give  to  the  Lord,  29 

God  in  his  earthly  87 

God  is  the  refuge  46 

God  my  supporter  73 

God  of  eternal  love  106 

God  of  my  childhood  71 

God  of  my  life,  39 

God  of  my  mercy  109 

Great  God,  attend  84 

Great  God,  how  oft  78 

Great  God,  indulge  C3 

Great  God,  whose,  7  J 

Great  God,  the  heaven's  19 

Good  is  the  Lord,  65 

Great  is  the  Lord, exalted  15$ 

Great  is  the  Lord  our  48 

Great  is  the  Lord  his  11 1 
Great  Shepherd  of  thine  80 

Had  not  the  Lord,  124 

Happy  is  he  that  fears  112 

Happy  the  city  where  144 
Happy  the  man  to  whom  32 

Happy  the  man  whose  l  io 

Hear  me,  O  God,  102 

Hear  what  the  Lord  8H 

Help  Lord,  for  men  12 

He  reigns:  the  Lord  97 

He  1  ho  hath  made  91 

High  ID  the  hea\  Y  •,  36 

How  awful  is  thy  Tf 


TABLE    Or   TSALMS. 


Psalm. 

How  did  my  heart  122 

How  I                  uiK  16 

How  long,  0  Lord,  13 

Mow  long  wilt  tlioti  13 
3  low  pl<  asant,  how 
1 1  w  ph  asant  tis  to  see 

I  blest  122 

J  low  shall  the  young  1 10 

Jehovah  reigns:  63 

,  our  Lord,  ascend  11° 

Jesus  shall  reign  72 

Joy  to  the  world!  the  98 

If  God  succeed  not  127 

If  God  to  build  103 
1  lift  my  soul  to  God 

I'U  praise  my  Maker  1  Hi 

peak  the  honours  45 

I'll  l>ie.ss  the  Lord,  34 

I  love  the  Lord,  he  116 

In  all  my  vast  concerns  139 

In  anger,  Lord,  rebuke  l4 

In  God's  on  n  ho  150 

In  Judah  God  of  old  76 

Into  thy  hand,  O  God  31 

Is  t  here,  ambition  131 

1  se,t  the  Lord  before  1  6 

It  is  the  Lord  102 

/;  me,  O  Lord,  26 

•  rule  J 

thy  ways,  IS 

1  -.vaiied  patient 

1  will  extol  thee,  Lord,  50 

Let  all  the  earth  96 

Let  all  the  heathen  119 

Let  children  hear  78 

Let  ev'ry  creature  jo>in  1.48 

*ry  tongue  145 

Let  God  arise  in  all  68 

Let  sinners  take  55 

1  .et  Zion  in  her  King  46 

Let  Xion  and  her  sons  102 

Let  Zion  praise  the  147 

Lone:  a>  I  live  I'll  bless  145 

Lord,  hast,  tliou  cast  60 

I  am  thine;  but  17 
Lord,  i  am  vile, 

b 


Lord,  T  esteem 
Lord,  if   thin i 

Lord,  it'  thou  dost  not        IS 
Lord,  I  have  i  i  1 

Lord,  in  the  morning 
Lord,  I  will  bless  thee         3  »• 
Lord,  I  would    spread         51 
Lord  of  the  worlds  abo\ 
Lord,  thou  hast  call'd        85 
Lord,  thou  least  heard       118 
Lord, thou  hast  search V 
Lord,  thou  hast  - 
Lord,  thou  u  i!t  hear 
Lord,  'tis  a  pleasant 
Lord,  we  have  heard 
Lord,  what  a  feeble 
Lord,  what  a  thoughtless 


Is 

4 

90 

7-3 

1  14 

8 

l  19 

68 

143 

118 

143 

2 

101 

25 

141 

119 

5 


Lord,  what  is  man, 
Lord,  what  was  man 
Lord,  when  I  count 
Lord,  when  thou  didst 
Loud  hallelujahs 
Lo!  what  a  glorious 
Lo!  what  an  entertaining 

Maker  and  sovereign 
Mercy  and  judgment 
Mine  eyes  and  my  desire 
My  God,  accept 
My  God  consider 
My  God,  how   many 
My  God,  in  w^om 
My  God,  my  everlasting   A 
My  God,  my  King,  1  i  i 

My  God,  permit 
My  God,  the  steps  37 

M  y  G  od,  w !  i  a  t  i  n  ward  1 39 
My  heart  rejoices  31 

My  never-ceasing  songs  89 
My  refuse  is  the  God  11 
My  righteous  Judge,  14  J 
My  Saviour  and  my  45 

My  Saviour,  my  almighty  71 
My  Shepherd  is  the  23 

Mv  Shepherd  will  supply  23 
My  soul,  how  lovely  84 

My  soul  lies  cleaving  119 
My  soul  repeat  his  l(i  + 

My  soul,  thy  great  104 


01    I     vim.;. 


\i 


i  God     62 

;i  uiv  7 


v  slumber 

Not  to  oui  n  i 

oai  ing 
i 'in  i on\ iiic'd  i he 

s  i ih 
lei  our  moaroful 

.■i\    th     <.<«1 

I      lOSC 

.Now  Buall  I 


■<),  all  ye  nations,  praise 
ills  are  they 

s  the  Lord, 

tice  and  of  grace 
<)  for  :»  shout  ol   - 
O  God  my  n  fiige,  hear 

i  of  grace 
()  God  <'i"  mere]  hear 
O  Grod  to  whom  revenge 

d  the  race  of  man 
O  happ)  roan  m  h 
O  how  I  love  th)  holy 

'.  how  many 
O  Loi  d,  our  heav  nly 
(A  Lord,  our  Lord, 

i(  the  Lord  would 
O  thai  thy 
O  thou  who  b<  ar'st 

O  t_  i  .  • 

:   help 
.  id,  <>  Lord, 

C)  what  a  biitt"  rebellious 


132 

n:> 

J  15 

7.7 

69 
20 

35 

66 

117 
32 

!      I 
101 

47 
55 
4 
51 
>  94 
65 
i  s 
ill) 

3 

8 

8 

119 

119 

51 

143 

9  I 
_i 
136 

78 


Salvation  is  for  ever 
Save  me,  <>  6od,  69 

Save  me,  ()  Lord,  It", 

h  it  a  living  -tone     1  is 
.mm  Lord,  O  Lord     51 
Shine,  might)  ' 

II  j  e  nations 

to  the  Lord  aloud        v  I 

Sing  \  o  the  Lord,Jeh  vah  95 

to  the  Lord,  with       96 

Sii  g  to  the  Lord,  ye  96 

Songs  of  immortal  1  H 

Soon  i»s  L  heard  27 

Sure  there's  a  righteous    73 

145 

Sw  eet  is  the  work,  92 


Praise  65 

d;   >-i\     146 

147 

Pn       n         Lord  16 


30 

97 

112 

18 


1  ord, 


Teach  me  the  measure 
Th'  Aim  ghty  reigns 
That  man  i 

rth  for  ever 
Thee  will  1  love, 
The  God  Jehovah  reigi 
The  God  of  glory  sends     50 
The  God  of  our  salvatio 
The  heuv'ns  declare  10 

Tin    '  BtS, 

The  Lord  appears  my      1 1* 
The  Lord  how  wondrot 
The  Lord  Jehovah  reig 

07 
The  Lord  my  She*phei  d 

•r:l  of  Rlor) 
The  Lord  Ol 
The  Lord  the  J« 
The  Lord  theJud 
The  Lord  tl 
' 

The  i  * 

The  praise  of  Zion 
The  wonders,  Lord,  th 

i.i\  the  Lord  1 1 l; 
irth 

I •    '  i     I 

Tin  3L) 


Ml 


TABLE    OF    rSALMS. 


Psalm. 

Thrive  happy  men  112 

Thas  I  resolv'd  before  39 
Thus  saith  (he  Lord,  your  40 

Thus  the  eternal  110 

Thus  the  great  Lord  110 

Thy  mercies  fill  119 

Thy  name,  almighty  117 

Thy  works  of  glory,  107 

'Ti's  by  thy  strength  65 

To  God  1  eryM  77 

To  God  I  made  142 

To  God  the  great,  105 

To  heaven  1  lift  my  121 

To  our  almighty  Maker  9*8 

To  thee  before  119 

To  thee,  most  Holy  75 

To  thine  Almighty  inn  18 

'Twas  for  our  sake,  69 

'Twas  from  thy  hand,  139 

'Twas  in  the  watches  63 

Vain  man,  on  foolish  107 

Unshaken  as  the  125 

Up  from  my  youth,  129 

Upward  1  lift  mine  121 

Up  to  the  hills  i  lift  121 


We  bless  the  Lord  68 

We  love  thee,  Lopd,  18 

What  shall  I  render  116 

What  sinners  value  17 

When  Christ  to  70 

When  God  is  nigh  16 

When  God  provok'd  107 

When  God  rcstor'd  126 

When  God  reveal' d  126 

~\\  heti  Israel  freed  114 

When  Israel  sins,  tfie  78 


J^alm. 
When  I  with  pleasing 

When  man  grows  bold  56 

When  overwhelm'*!  61 

When  pain  and  anguish  119 

When  the  great  Judge,  9 

Where  shall  the  man  25 
Where  shall  we  go 
While  I  keep  silence 

\\h  ile  men  grow  bold  36 

Who  shall  ascend  15 
Who  shall  inhabit  in  thy    15 

Who  will  arise  and  94 
Why  did  the  Jews 

Why  did  the  nations  7 

Why  do  the  wealthy  37 

Why  do  the  proud  49 

Why  does  the  Lord  10 

Why  does  the  man  49 

Why  has  ray  God  my  2'2 

Why  should  I  vex  37 
Will  God  forever 

With  all  my  pow'rs  138 

With  my  whole  heart,  119 

With  earnest  longings  42 

With  rev'rence  let  89 
With  songs  and  honours  115 

Would  you  behold  107 


33 


^ 


Ye  holy  souls,  in  God 
Ye  islands  of  the 

Ye  nations  of  the  earth,  1 W 

Ye  servants  of  1  ■ 
Ye  sons  of  men,  a  feeble 
Ye  sons  of  pride  ^9 

Ye  who  delight  to  serve  1 13 

Ye  who  obey  *  34 

Ye  tribes  of  Adam  148 
Yet,  ssfch  the  Lord,         89 


A 

TO  KIND  ANY  HYMN  BY  1  PI      . 

i, 

B   H.  i;.  .1. 

remble,  a  hith<  r,  all  ye 

,nl  «iid  b      9     Come,  Holy  Spirit, 

All  glory  to  thy  c     33     Come,  c      8 

All  mortal  vanities  b  n  our   .»     R2 

Ami  ui  e  v><"  w  retches  I»  la 

\j  b  110     Come,  let  i*8  lift  our  21 

And  now  the  scales  t>  " 

I)     8  ! 

I     1  \?i        Dai)  -l       7*J 

c    19     U 

Awake,  my  heai  i, 

Awak   .  la,        h    4s     | 

l»  1-6     Death!    i      i  li     '.  ! 

i  s   107 

b    09    Des< 

131      Do  we  not  know 

from     b    96 

i      »).    ad      irereign,  let    b      7 

3 

r   I !  "  iv'ns     a       2 

overeign         b   149 

woman's      b  .  e         b  13. > 

a  120 
b     15 

i     - 

b    72    J  .,  '•!        :\       ■; 

I 

1)    97 
:  >ry,  b     51 

;     i 

a    97     < 

• 

c     37 
b  1 70     < i . 
Christ  anH   I 
I 

■ 


MY 


TABLE    OF    HTMKJ3. 


God  Oi  the  seas, 
(iod,  the  eternal,  awful 
liod,  who  in  various 
Go  preach  my  gospel, 
Go,  worship  at 
Great  God,  how 
Great  God,  I  own  the 
Great  God,  thy  glories 
Great  God,  to  v  hat 
Great  King  of  glory 
Great  was  the,  day, 

Had  I  the  tongues  a  134 
Happy  the  church,  b  64 
Happy  the  heart  b     38 

Happy  the  man  whose  a  31 
Hark!  from  the  tombs  b  63 
Hark!  the  Redeemer  a  70 
Hear  what  the  voice  a  18 
Hence  from  my  soul  b  73 
Here  at  thy  cross,  b      4 

High  as  the  heavens  b  115 
High  on  a  hill  of  b     18 

Honour  to  the  .  c     85 

Hasan n a,  &c.  c  42 — 45 

Hosanna  to  our  b     89 

Hosanna  to  the  Prince  b  76 
Hosanna  to  the  R*yal  a  16 
Hosanna  « ith  a  b       8 

How  are  thy  glories  c  25 
How  beauteous  are  a  10 
How  can  I  sink  with  b  116 
How  condescending  c  4 
How  full  of  anguish  b  100 
How  heavy  is  the  night  a  98 
How  honourable  is  the  a  8 
How  large  the  promise  a  T  1.3 
How  oft  have  sin  and  a  131) 
How  rich  are  thy  c     1  2 

How  sad  our  state  b     90 

How  shall  I  praise  b  165 
How  short  and  hasty  b  32 
How  should  the  sons  a  S6 
How  strong  thine  arm  a  49 
How  sweet  and  awful  c  13 
How  vain  are  all  things  b  48 
How  wondrous  great,  b     ST 

I cannot  bear  thine       b  117 


B.  II.  B.H. 

b     70    T  give  immortal 

b    27    I  hate  the  tempter  b  156 

a     53     I  lift  my  banner,  a  "2') 

a  128     1  love  the  windows  fa 

a  146    I'm  not  asharn'd 

b     67     1  send  the  joys  of  earth  b  1 1 

a      6     I  sing  my  Saviour's  b  114 

b  167     Jehovah  speaks, 

b   112     .Jehovah  reigns,  b  I    8 

b  159     Jesus,  in  thee  our  eves  ■  145 

b   144     Jesus  invites  his  saints,  c  2 

Jesus  is  gone  above  c  6 

Jesus,  the  man  a  12 

Jesus,  we  bless  thy  a  54 

Jesus,  we  bow  before  c  1 S 

Jesus,  with  all  thy  b 

In  Gabriel's  hand  a  5 'J 

In  thine  own  ways,  a  .30 

In  vain  the  wealthy  a  24 

In  vain  we  lavish  out  a  0 

Infinite  grief!  b  95 

Join  all  the  glorious  a  150 

Join  all  the  names  a  1  ,o 

Is  there  ambition  a  $3 

Is  this  the  kind  return  b  74 


Kind  is  the  speech  a    73 

leaden  with  guilt,  b  119 

Let  all  our  tongues  c      9 

Let  everlasting  glories  b  131 

Let  ever)  mortal  ear  a       7 

Let  God  the  Faiher  c     98 

Let  God  the  Maker's  c    31 

Let  him  embrace  a    66 

Let  me  but  hear  a     15 

Let  mortal  tongues  a     5  8 
Let  others  boast 

Let  Pharisees  of  high  ■  198 

Let  the  old  heathens  b     21 

Let  the  seventh  angel  a     65 

Let  the  whole  race  b 
Let  the  wll 

Let  them  neglect  thy  b     .35 

Let  us  adore  c       5 

Life  fan!  immortal  joys  b  125 
Life  i->  l he  time 

Lift  up  your  eyes  b    37 

L.ke  ^heep  we  went  ■ 


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XV 


nil. 

Lo  the  young  tribes  i  00 
Lo,  ichmt  ■  glorious  ■  21 
Lo,w  hat  an  entertaining  a  44 
]  o,  tlic  destroying  b  155 
Loot  have  1  bat  I)  IC5 

Lord,  ot  thy  temple     a    19 

Lord,  how  diriiie  tli\  c  11 
Lord,  bow  secure  and  b     57 


,  bow  secure  my  a  115 
Lord,  we  adore  thy  c  20 
Lord  1  e  adore  thy  vast  b  10<J 
Lord,  we  are  blind,  b  26 
Lord  we  eonfeas  oof  a  ill 
Loixl,  w  hat  a  feeble  a  ->7 
Lord,  whel  a  heaven  b  lb 
Lord, what  a  thoughtless  a  36 
Lord, what  a  wretched  b  53 
Lord,\\  ben  my  thoughts  b  5 
Loud  hallelujahs  a     46 


the  a  5 

ire  with  all  her  l»  l 

i  .  en  c  1»> 
No,  I'll  rej 

;  Lj    (»(»(!, 

Nor  eye  ha-  h  set  n, 
Not  all 

■  d 
. 
be  dost,       a    bJ 


Ian  has  a  soul 

b 

146 

listaken  souls, 

a 

140 

[y  dear  Redeemer 

!) 

139 

[y  dro*  By  po 

b 

25 

ly  God,  how  endless 

a 

81 

\  God,  my  lite, 

b 

9.3 

y  God,  my  portion, 

b 

94 

[y  God,  permit  me 

b 

1 22 

[>ring 

h 

54 

iy  God,  w  ' 

how  dreadful 

lb 

■  tr  God, 

b  141 

b 

61 

y  so-.;; 

b 

10 

y  soul  how  lovely 

a 

\y  thoughts  on  awful 

b 

o 

y  thoughts  surmount 

b 

162 

Not  the  malicious 
Not  to  condemn 
Not  to  the  (errors 
Not  with  our  mortal 
Now  be  the  Clod 
Now  by  the  bowels 
Now  for  a  imii'  of 
N         have  our  hearts 

No*  in  the  gallei 

Now  in  the  heat  of 
Now  let  a  spacious 
Now  let  our  pains  he 
Now  let  the  Fat  Ik  r, 
Now  let  the  Lord,  my 
Now  Satan  comes 
Now  shall  my  inward 
Now  to  the  Lord 
Now  to  the  Lord,  that 
Now  to  the  power  of 

O  for  ao  overcoming 
Oh!  if  my  soul  was 
Oh!  the  almighty  Lord 
Oh  the  delights,  the 
Often  I  seek  my  Lord 
Once  more,  my  soul, 
Our  days,  alas:  our 
Our  God,  how  firm 
Our  sins, 

soals  shall  magnify 
Our  spirit]  join  t1 


'd  in  a  gulf  of       h 

b    33 
H 
Rise,  rise,  ray  boo]      b     1 7 


Sain;   . 

Salvation!  O  th  - 
See  wliei 

Sh»H  \\: 
S 

Shont  to  the  i 

- 


B 

.  If. 

a 

104 

a 

100 

b 

152 

a 

103 

a 

50 

a 

130 

b 

43 

i 

14 

a 

77 

a 

91 

b 

147 

c 

16* 

c 

34 

b 

50 

b 

157 

i 

39 

b 

47 

a 

61 

u 

157 

a 

17 

b 

106 

b 

80 

b 

91 

a 

71 

b 

6 

b 

59 

b 

4o 

b 

86 

a 

GO 

a 

129 

b 

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a 

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i 

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106 

a 

1) 

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i. 

b 

13 

XVI 


TABLE    OF    UYMNS. 


r>  ii 

Sing:  to  the  Lord  with  a  43 

Si   sr  to  the  Lord,  ye     1j  G-J 

mad  our        c  23 

So  did  the  Hebrew        a  11  J 

So  let  our  Lips  and         a  132 

Stand  up,  my  BOUl,  b  77 
Stoop  down,  my  b  28 
Strait  is  the  way,  the    b   1G1 

Terrible  Cod,  who        b  22 

'J 'hat  aw  tul  day  will       b  1<  7 

Thee  « e  adore,  b  5  5 
The  glories  of  my        b     71 

1  h     ( iod  of  mercy       c  30 

The  King  of  glory  b  156 
The  Iftnds  tliat  long       a     IS 

The  Law  by  Moses         a  118 

The  law  commands  b  121 
The  Lord  declares        b  120 

The  Lord  descending  b  l'2G 

The  Lord  Jehovah        b  l6(J 

The  Lord  on  high          a  S3 

The  majesty  of             b  US 

The  memory  of  our      c  |5 

The  promise  of  my       c  3 

The  promise  was          b  lf>4 

The  true  Messiah          b  ]2 

'1  he  «Oice  of  my             a  fit) 

The  wondering  world  a  75 

There  is-a  houw    not    a  1 1 0 

There  is  a  land  of          b  66 

There  was  an  hour        a  H 

These  glorious  minds,  a  41 

Tins  is  the  word  of        b  138 

x  G7 

Thus  did  the  soiis  oi"    b  127 

Tims  far  the  Lord        a  80 

saith  the  first, 

Thus  saith  the  high        a  87 

Thus  saith  the  Ruler    h  8  ; 
Thus  saith    h     m<  rej    i 
ri  bus  - 

Thy  fsm  rs,  Lord,          b  43" 

Time,  what  a  empty  h  58 
*Tis  by  the  faith  oh    '    I 

'Tjsfrom  the  treasures  a  147 

5Tis  not  f'ne  la*  of        b  124 

To  (                        r,     e  32 

To  God  Hie  only  wise  a  51 
To  God  the  Father's  e 

To  i.  d                  .•■        c  JO 


B.  H 

To  our  eternal  God  c  <*l 
*Twas  by  an  order  b  151 
'Twin  on  that  dark,      c       1 

'Twas  the  commission. 


Vain  are  the  hopes 
Yam  are  the  hopes 


A  en  as  the            a  2-2 

I  p  to  the  held*  where  b  41 

Lp  to  the  Lord,  who   b  46 

We  are  a  garden           a  7\ 

We  bless  the  prophet  b  132 

'W  e  sing  th'  amazing     e  17 
\\  e  sing  the  glories 

Welcome,  sweet  day     b  14 
Well,  the  Redeemers 

What  different  powers  U  143 

\\  hat  equal  honours     a  GS 

A\  hat  happy  men  or     a  40 
V.  hat  might)  man,  or  a 

hence  do  our  /           a  3i 

When  1  can  read  my   b  65 

V\  hen  in  the  light  of    b  lul 

\N  hen  I  survey  the       c  7 

W  hen  we  are  rais'd      a  55 

When  Btrang<  rs  stand  a  7  6 
\\  hen  the  first  parents  b 
\>  hi  d  the  great 

V\  hert  a.  c  the                b  154 

\\  ho  can  describe  the    a  10l 

Who  has  believ  d  thy      a  i4l 

\\  ho  .-                  pue       a  '!> 

\\  no  shall  the  Lord's,    a  li 

Jews         a  i 

ui  fate,     b  85 

W              we  mourn        b  o 
\\  hy  is  my  heart  so     b 
Why  should   the 
nould  this 
W  by  should  we  start 


I   joy    W  e  meditate  .. 

Ve  angels  round  the  t 

Ve  sons  of  Adam,  I 

Ve  that  obey  th'  a    o4 

M\d  b  iii 


INDEX  OF  SCRIPTURES, 


ON'    WHICH    HYMNS    ARE   FOUNDED. 


In  the  First  Book. 


H 

H. 

Gen.  iji,  1,  15,  17, 

107 

Can.  viii.  5,  8,  14 

78 

xvii.   7 

113 

Is  a.  v.  2,  7,  10 

10 

xvii   7,  10 

121 

ix.  2,  6,7 

13 

i.  G 

129 

xxvi.  1,  2,  &c. 

8 

Job  i.  81 

5 

xxvi.  8,  20 

30 

iii.  14,  15 

24 

xxxviii    9,  &c. 

55 

It.  17,  21 

82 

xl.  27,  28,  &e. 

52,  48 

v.  6,  7,  8 

83 

xlv.  7 

81 

ix.  2,  10 

86 

xlv.  21,  25 

84,  S5 

xiv    4 

57 

xlix.   13,  14,  &c. 

59 

\i\.  25,  26,  27 

6 

liii.  1—15,  10—12 

141 

Fsalni  3,  5,  G 

80 

6,  9,   13 

142 

iv.  S 

80 

Iv.  1,  2,  &c. 

7,9 

xix.  5,   8, 

79 

hii.  15,   10 

87 

xlix,  6,  9, 

24 

lxi.  10 

20 

li.  5. 

57 

lxiii    1,  2,  3,  kc. 

28 

!  i.  24,  25 

•    79 

lxiii.  4,  5,  6,  7 

29 

136 

Ixv.   20, 

91 

oxliii    s 

Lam.  iii,  23 

81 

cxlvii.   19,  20 

53 

Kz.  xxxvi.  25,  Sec, 

9 

Prnv    %  in.   1,  23,  89 

92 

Mie.  vii.  19 

9 

viii  Si,  36 

93 

Nab.  i.   1,  2,  3,  fee. 

42 

\iii.  8 

24 

Zeeb.  xiii.  1 

9 

i\.  4,  5,  G,  10 

88 

MAT.  iii.  9 

99 

xi.  9 

89,  90 

v.  3,   12 

102 

xii.  1,  7 

91 

xi.  28,  30 

127 

Can.  i.  7 

G7 

xii.  20 

135 

i.  2,  3,  12,  17 

GG 

liii    16,  17 

10 

ii.  1,  2,  3.  c^c. 

GS 

xxi.  9 

16 

ii.  8,  9,  ^c. 

00 

xxii.  37,  40 

116 

ii.  14,  1G,  17 

70 

xx viii.   18,  &cc. 

128 

iii.  1,  2,  ;>,  4,  5 

71 

19 

S3 

iii.  11 

72 

Mark  x.   14 

lis 

iv.  1,  7,  11 

73 

xvi.    15,  kc. 

128 

iv.  12,  14,  15 

74 

Luke   i.    30,  6;c. 

3 

v.  1 

ft 

i.  46,  Bto. 

1  ) 

v.  9— 1G 

7:7 

68 

150 

fL  1,  2,  3,  12 

7G 

ii.  10,  &c. 

3 

v<j.  5,  9,  li 

77 

i\.  set 

XV111  IXDEX    OF    SCHlPi 


U. 

fl 

Luke  x.  21,  22 

ii,  u 

C<!.  i.  1G 

xv.  7,   10 

101 

ii.  1  5 

13,  ko. 

i.\; 

2  Tim.  i.  9,  10 

xviii.   10,  kc. 

131 

1  2 

six.  38,  4o 

16 

iii.  15,  16 

John  i.  1,3,  14 

0 

iv.  6,  7,  8,  18 

27 

13 

95 

Tit    ii.  If,  ii 

17 

118 

iii.  3,   7 

111 

29,  32 

50 

Heb    i    I 

53 

iii.  T>.  5c c. 

95 

iii    5.  0 

IIS 

J  4,   16 

112 

iv.   15,   16 

1 

16,  17,  18, 

loo 

v.  7 

tv.  24 

136 

vi.  17,  19 

x    28,  29 

138 

vii. 

145 

Acts  ii.  SS 

52 

ix. 

145 

xvi.  1  4,  15,  33 

121 

x,  28,  29 

118 

Kono    i'ii.  19,  22 

94 

xi.   1,  3,  8,  10 

120 

>.  12,  kc. 

57,  124 

1   Pet.  i.  3,  4,  5 

vi.   1 ,  2,  6, 

106 

8 

108 

vi.  3,  4    fee. 

122 

1  John  iii.  1,  kc. 

vii.  8,  9,  14,  24 

115 

Jude  24,  25 

51 

\Li.  14,  16 

144 

R*v.  i.  5,  C,  7 

01- 

33,  kc. 

14 

v.  6,  8,  12 

1,  25 

ix.  21,  22,  ke. 

117 

v,  11,  13 

62,  63 

xi.  16,  17 

114 

vii.   13,   kc. 

40,  41 

xiv.  17,  19 

126 

xi.  15 

65 

xv.   S,  9,  12 

112 

xii.  7 

5S 

1  Cor.  i.  23,  24 

119 

xiv.   13 

18 

i,  21,  31 

96 

xv.   3 

49,  56 

i.  30 

07.  98 

Rev    xvi.  19 

5  6 

ii.  9,  *0 

105 

xvii.  6 

56 

iii.  6,  7 

119 

xviii.  20,  21 

59 

vi.  10,  11 

104 

xxi.  1 — 4 

21 

x.  52 

126 

5—8 

45 

xliL    1,  2,  3 

134 

27 

105 

2,  3,  7,  13 

133 

1 

xv    55,  kc. 

17 

Third  Book. 

2  Cor   ii.  16 

119 

v.  i,  5,  8 

110 

Luke  ii.28 

14 

-ii   7,  9,  10 

15 

xiv.  1  6 

12 

Gal  i-  4 

ior 

xiv.  17,  23 

13 

6 

oi 

xxu.  19, 

6 

Eph.  i   3,  kc. 

55 

John  vi    31,  35,  39 

5 

i.  13    14 

144 

xiv.  3 

3 

iii.  9.  10 

o 

John  xvi.  16, 

f> 

16,  kc. 

135 

1  Cor    10,  16,  17 

2 

iv   30,  kc. 

130 

xi.  23,  kc. 

1 

Pl.ii.  ii   2 

130 

Cal     vi.  14 

7 

Phil,  iii.  7,  8,  9 

109 

1  John  v.  6 

9 

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THE 

PSALMS   OF  DAVID, 

IMITATED    IS  THE   LAVGUAGE    OF    THE 

new  tp:stament< 

PSALM  l.  C.  M.     York.  Canterbury,    [*] 

The  JVay  and  End  of  the  Righteous  arid  of  the  Wicked. 

1  "D  LEST  is  the  man  who  shuns  the  place, 
J3  Where  sinners  iove  to  meet; 

Who  fears  to  tread  their  wicked  ways, 
And  hates  the  scoffer's  seat. 

2  But  in  the  statutes  of  the  Lord, 
Has  plac'd  his  chief  delight; 

By  day  he  reads  or  hears  the  word, 
And  meditates  by  night 
b  3  [He,  like  a  plant  of  generous  kind, 
By  living  waters  set, 
Safe  from  the  storms  and  blasting  wind, 
Enjoys  a  peaceful  state.] 
o  4  Green  as  the  leaf,  and  ever  fair, 
Shall  his  profession  shine; 
While  fruits  of  holiness  appear, 
Like  clusters  on  the  vine. 
p  5  Not  so  the  impious  and  unjust, 
What  vain  designs  they  form! 
d  Their  hopes  are  blown  away  like  dust. 

Or  chaff,  before  the  storm. 
g  6  Sinners  in  judgment  shall  not  stand 
Amongst  the  sons  of  grace, 
When  Christ  the  Judge,  af  his  right  hand. 

Appoints  his  saints  a  place. 
[7  His  eye  beholds  the  path  they  tre  id, 

His  heart  approves  it   *  ell; 
But  crooked  ways  of  sini 
DovTii  to  the  gates  of  hell.] 


1£ rSALM  2. 

S.  M.      Watchman.     [*] 
T/i*  Sain*  happy,  the  Sinner  miserable. 
1   [F¥1HE  man  is  ever  blest, 

JL    Who  shuns  the  sinner's  ways; 
Among  their  councils  never  stands, 
Nor  takes  the  scorner's  place: — 

2  But  makes  the  law  of  God, 
His  study  and  delight, 

Amidst  the  labours  of  the  day, 
And  watches  of  the  night. 

3  He  like  a  tree  shall  thrive, 
With  waters  near  the  root: 

Fresh  as  the  leaf  his  name  shall  live, 
His  works  are  heavenly  fruit. 

4  Not  so  th'  ungodly  race; 
They  no  such  blessings  find: 

Their  hopes  shall  flee,  like  empty  chaff 
Before  the  driving  wind. 

5  How  will  they  bear  to  stand 
Before  that  judgment  seat; 

Where  all  the  saints  at  Chiisi's  right  hand, 
In  full  assembly  meet. 

6  He  knows,  and  he  approves, 
The  way  the.  righteous  go: 

But  sinners  and  their  works  shall  meet 
A  dreadful  overthrow.] 

L.  M.     Quercij.  Bath.    [*] 

The  Difference  between  the  Righteous  and  the  Wicked. 

1  liTAPPY  the  man  whose  cautious  feet, 
XX  Shun  the  broad  way  that  sinners  go; 

Who  hates  the  plr.ee  where  atheists  meet, 
And  fears  to  talk  as  scoffers  do. 

2  He  loves  t'  employ  his  morning  light 
Amongst  the  statutes  of  the  Lord; 
And  spends  the  wakeful  hours  of  night, 
With  pleasure  pondering  o'er  the  word. 

e  3  He,  like  a  plant  by  gentle  streams, 

Shall  flourish  in  immortal  gr< 
b  And  heav'n  will  shine  with  kindest  beams, 

On  every  work  his  hands  begin. 


PSALM  3.  15 


But  sinners  find  their  counsels  cross'd: 

is  viiaflf  before  the  tempest  flics, 

ill  their  hopes  be  blown  and  lost — 
.'aen  the  last  trumpet  shakes  the  skies. 

—  [5  In  vain  the  rebel  seeks  to  stand, 
In  judgment  with  the  pious  race; 

c  The  dreadful  judge,  with  stern  command, 
Divides  him  to  a  different  place. 

Ight  is  the  way  my  saints  have  trod, 
4 1  bless'd  the  path  and  drew  it  plain; 
•Bui  you  would  choose  the  crooked  road; 
'And  down  it  leads  to  endless  pain.*] 

PSALM  %     S.  M.     Dover.  Sutton.    [*] 
Christ  dyingy  rising,  interceding,  and  reigning. 

1  1KM AKER,  and  sovereign  Lord, 
JLtJ.  Of  heaven  and  earth  and  seas, 

Thy  providence  confirms  thy  word, 
And  answers  thy  decrees. 

2  The  things,  so  long  foretold 
By  David,  are  fulfill'd; 

p  When  Jews  and  Gentiles  rose  to  slay 
Jesus,  thy  holy  child. 

—  [3  Why  did  the  Gentiles  rage, 

th  one  accord, 
Bend  all  their  counsel  -,  to  destroy 
i  h1  anointed  of  the  Lord? 
4  Rulers  and  kings  agree, 
To  form  a  vain  design; 
Ag  Lord  their  pow'rs  unite, 

tinst  his  Christ  they  join. 
J       5  The  Lord  derides  t! 

And  will  support  his  throne: 
He  who  hath  rats'd  him  from  the  dead 
Hath  own'd  him  for  his  son.] 


6  Now  he's  ascended  high, 
And  asks 
The  merit  of  his  blood  he  pl< 

And  ivenly  birth. 


16  PSALM  2. 


—     7  He  asks,  and  God  bestotoa 
A  large  inheritance; — 

g  Far  as  the  world's  remotest  ends, 

His  Kingdom  shall  advance. 
e       £  The  naiions  that  rebel 
Must  feel  his  iron  rod; 
o  He'll  vindicate  those  honours  well, 
Which  he  receiv'd  from  Got], 
e      9  [Be  wise,  ye  rulers, 'now, 

And  worship  at  his  throne; 
With  trembling  joy,  yc  people,  bow 
To  God's  exalted  Son. 
d     10  If  once  his  wrath  arise, 
Yc  perish  on  the  place; 
o  Then  blessed  is  the  soul  that  flies 
For  refuge  to  his  grace.] 
C.  M.     Bedford.  St.  Ami's.     [*] 
Christ  Exalted  and  his  Enemies  tcarnetU 
p  1  ~l\/rHY  did  the  nations  join  to  slay 
▼  t      The  Lord's  anointed  Son? 
Why  did  they  cast  his  laws  away, 
And  tread  his  gospel  down? 
*— 2  The  Lord,  who  sits  above  the  skies, 
Derides  their  rage  below; 
He  speaks  with  vengeance  in  his  eyes, 
And  strikes  their  spirits  through, 
d  3  "I  call  him  my  eternal  Son, 
And  raise  him  from  the  dead; 
I  make  my  holy  hill  his  throne, 

And  wide  his  kingdom  spread." 
[4  'Ask  me,  my  Son,  and  then  enjoy 

'The  utmost  heathen  lands: 
'Thy  rod  of  iron  shall  destroy 
'The  rebel  who  withstands.'] 
c  5  Be  wise,  ye  rulers  of  the  earth, 
Obey  th'  anointed  Lord; 
Adore  the  King  of  heavenly  birth, 
And  tremble  at  his  word. 
o  6  With  humble  love  address  his  throne; 

For  if  he  frown,  ye  die; 
--Those  are  secure,  and  those  alone, 
Whn  mi  his  prare  relv. 


PSALM  2.  17 


L.    M.     •' 
/;•  ,,r/i,  Rtiurrectioiif  and  Jlta 
1  [TTVT1^  did  the  Jews  proclaim  tl 

¥  ▼    The  U  mans,  why  their  swords  employ! 
ord  their  pow'rs  engage, 

His  de  ir  Anointed  to  destroy? 
d  2  *C  >me,  Let  us  break  his  bands,  say  they, 

«Tuis  man  sh  ill  never  give  us  laws:9 
—  Ind  thus  flu  y  cast  his  yoke  away. 

And  nail'd  the  Monarch  to  the  cross. 
g  3  But  God,  who  high  in  trlory  reigns, 

Laughs  at  their  pride,  their  rage  controls; 

He'il  vex  their  hearts  with  inward  pains, 

And  speak  in  thunder  to  their  s:>uls. 
d    1   4I  will  maintain  the  king  I  made, 

4()n  Zion*8  everlasting  hid; 

•My  hand  shall  bring  him  from  the  dead, 

'And  he  shall  stand  your  Sovereign  still.' 
o  5  (His  wond'rous  rising  from  the  earth, 

Makes  his  eternal  Godhead  known, 
o  The  Lord  declares  his  heavenly  birth; 
d  'This  day  have  I  begot  my  Son. 

6  'Ascend  my  Son,  to  my  right  hand, 

'There  thou  slialt  ask,  and  1  bestow, 

'The  utmost  bounds  of  Heathen  lands; 

'To  thee  the  northern  isles  shall  bow.') 
But  nations  that  resist  his  grace, 

Shall  fall  beneath  his  iron  stroke; 

His  rod  shall  crush  his  foes  with  ease, 

As  potters  earthen  w  ire  is  broke. 

PAl'SK. 

— 8  Now,  ye  that  sit  oq  earthly  thrones, 

Be  wise,  and  serve  the  Lord,  the  Lamb; 

Now  to  his  feet  submit  your  crowns, 

Rejoice  and  tremble  at  his  name. 
e  9  With  humble  love  address  the  Son, 

Lest  he  grow  angry,  and  ye  die; 
e   Lis  wrath  will  burn  to  worlds  unknown, 

If  ye  provoke  his  je  ilousy. 
g  10  His  storms  shall  drive  you  quick  to  heil; 

He  is  a  God,  and  ye  but  . 
o  Happy  the  souls  who  know  him  well, 

And  make  his  grace  their  onh  trust.  J 
*2 


IB  PSALM  S. 


PSALM  3.     C.  M.     Canterbury.  Darby.     [*] 
Doubts  and  Fears  suppressed;  or,  God  our  Defence  from 
Sin  and  Satan. 

p  1  TV  FY  God,  how  many  are  my  fears! 

UJ.  How  last  my  foes  increase! 
■^-Conspiring  my  eternal  deatli, 

They  break  my  present  peace. 
e  2  The  lying  tempter  would  persuade, 

There's  no  relief  in  heav'n, 
And  all  my  swelling  sins  appear 

Too  big  to  be  forgiv'n. 
—3  But  thou,  my  glory  and  my  strength, 

Shalt  on  the  tempter  tread; 
Shalt  silence  all  my  threat'ning  guilt, 

And  raise  my  drooping  head, 
e  4  [I  cry'd,  and  from  his  holy  hill 

He  bow'd  a  list'ning  ear; 
I  cali'd  my  father  and  my  God; 

And  he  subdu'd  my  fear. 

5  He  shed  soft  slumbers  on  mine  eyes, 

In  spite  of  all  my  foes; 
I  'woke  and  wondered  at  the  grace, 

That  guarded  my  repose.] 
g  6  What  though  the  host  of  death  and  hell, 

All  arm'd,  against  me  stood; 
Terrours  no  more  shall  shake  my  soul; 

My  refuge  is  my  God. 
o  7  Arise,  O  Lord,  fulfil  thy  grace, 

While  I  thy  glory  sing: 
My  God  has  broke  the  serpent's  teeth, 

And  Death  has  lost  his  sting. 
o  8  Salvation  to  the  Lord  belongs; 

His  arm  alone  can  save: 
Blessings  attend  thy  people  here, 

And  reach  beyond  the  grave. 

L.  M.     Worship.  Armley.     [bj 
Ver.  1,  2,  3,  4,  5,  8.— .4  morning  Psalm. 
I   d~\  LORD,  how  many  are  my  foes, 

%J    In  this  weak  state  of  flesh  and  blood' 
My  peace  they  daily  discompose, 
U'jt  my  defence  and  hope  is  God, 


PSALM  4.  19 


c  3  Tir'ci  with  the  burden*  of  the  da> , 
To  thee  I  rais'd  an  ev'ning  c:y: 
Thou  heard st  when  I  began  to  pray, 
And  thine  Almighty  help  was  nigh. 

— 3  Supported  by  thy  heav'nly  aid, 
I  laid  me  down,  and  slept  secure; 
Not  death  should  make  my  heart  afraid, 
Though  I  should  wake  and  rise  no  more. 

o  4  But  God  sustain'd  me  all  the  night: 
Salvation  doth  to  God  belong: 
He  rais'd  my  head  to  see  the  light, 
And  make  his  praise  my  morning  sone:. 

PSALM  4.     L.  M.     Green's.  Islington,  [b] 

Vcr.  1/2,  3,  5,  0,7. — Gon  our  pr>rtio7i,  andCnmsr  our  Hope. 

1  i  \  GOD  of  grace  and  righteousness, 
%J  Hear  and  attend,  when  I  complain; 

Thou  hast  enlarged  me  in  distress, 
Bow  down  a  gracious  ear  again, 

2  Ye  sous  of  men,  in  vain  ye  try, 
To  turn  my  glory  into  shame; 

e  How  long  will  scoffers  love  to  lie, 

And  dare  reproach  my  Saviour's  name? 
d  3  Know  that  the  Lord  divides  his  saints 

From  all  the  tribes  of  men  beside: 
e  He  hears  the  cry  of  penitents, 

For  the  dear  sake  of  Christ  who  died. 
i—4  When  our  obedient  hands  have  done 

A  thousand  works  of  righteousness, 

0  We  put  our  trust  in  God  alone, 
And  glory  in  his  pard'ning  grace. 

— 5  Let  the  unthinking  many  say, 
t  "Wlio  will  bestow  some  earthly  good?'' 
— But,  Lord,  thy  light  and  love  we  pray; 
Our  souls  desire  this  heav'nly  food. 

1  6  Then  shall  my  cheerful  pow'rs  rejoice, 
At  grace  and  favors  so  divine; 

Nor  will  I  change  my  happy  choice, 
For  all  their  corn,  and  all  their  wine. 

C.  If.      lUirhj.    York.        [*] 
Ver.  •>,  \,  5,  S — .  In  Efocning  Psalm. 

1   T   OKI),  ttiou  wilt  hear  me  when  1  pr  y; 
MU  I  am  forever  thine  J 


£0  PSALM  5. 


J  fear  before  thee  all  the  day, 

Nor  would  I  dare  to  sin. 
€  2  And  while  I  rest  my  weary  head, 

From  cares  and  bus'ness  free, 
'Tis  sweet  conversing  on  my  bed, 

With  my  own  heart  and  thee. 
— 3  I  pay  this  ev'ning  sacrifice: 

And  when  my  work  is  done, 
Great  God,  my  faith,  my  hope  relics 

Upon  thy  grace  alone. 
Ai  Thus  with  my  thoughts  compos'd  to  peace, 

I'll  give  mine. eyes  to  sleep; 
Thy  hand  in  safety  keeps  my  days, 

And  will  my  slumbers  keep. 

PSALM  5.    C.    M.     Wateal.    Sunday,     [b] 

For  the  Lord's  Day  Morning. 

1  T  ORD,  in  the  morning  thou  shalt  hear 
jLJ  My  voice  ascending  high; 

To  thee  will  I  direct  my  pray'r, 
To  thee  lift  up  mine  eye. 

2  Up  to  the  hills  where  Christ  is  gone, 
To  piead  for  all  his  saints, 

Presenting  at  his  Father's  throne 
Our  songs  and  our  complaints, 
c  3  Thou  art  a  God,  before  whose  sight 
The  wicked  shall  not  stand; 
Sinners  shall  ne'er  be  thy  delight, 
Nor  dwell  at  thy  right  hand, 
o  4  But  to  thy  house  will  I  resort, 
To  taste  thy  mercies  there; 
I  will  frequent  thy  holy  court, 
And  worship  in  thy  fear. 
—5  ()  may  thy  Spirit  guide  my  feet, 
In  ways  of  righteousness; 
Make  ev'ry  path  of  duty  straight, 
And  plain  before  my  face. 

PAUSE. 

6   [My  watchful  enemies  combine, 

To  tempt  my  feet  astray; 
They  flatter  with  a  base  design, 

To  make  my  soul  their  prey. 


PSALM  r>.  21 


7  Lord,  crush  the  serpent  in  the  dust, 
And  all  lii s  plots  destroy; 

While  those  that  in  thy  mercy  trust, 
For  ever  shunt  for  joy. 

8  The  men  who  love  and  fear  thy  name, 
Shall  see  their  hopes  fulfill'd; 

The  mighty  God  will  compass  them, 
With  favour  as  a  shield.] 

PSALM  6.     C.  M.      Wantage,     [b] 

Complaint th  Sickness:  or,  Diseases  healed. 
c  1  TN  anger,  Lord,  rebuke  me  not; 
JL  Withdraw  the  dreadful  storm: 
Nor  let  thy  fury  burn  so  hot, 
Against  a  feeble  worm. 

p  2  My  soul's  bow'd  down  with  heavy  cares, 
My  flesh  with  pain  opprest: 
My  couch  is  witness  to  my  tears, 
My  tears  forbid  my  rest. 

3  Sorrow  and  pain  wear  out  my  days; 
I  waste  the  night  with  cries, 

Counting  the  minutes  as  they  pass, 
'Till  the  slow  morning  rise. 

4  Shall  I  be  still  tormented  more? 
Mine  eyes  consum'd  with  grief; 

How  long,  my  God,  how  long,  before 
Thine  hand  afford  reliet? 

— o  He  hears  when  dust  and  ashes  speak, 
He  pities  all  our  groans; 
lie  saves  us  for  his  mercy's  sake, 
And  heals  our  broken  bones, 

o  6  The  virtue  of  his  sov'reign  word 

Restores  our  fainting  breath: 
e  For  silent  graves  praise  not  the  Lord, 
Nor  is  he  known  in  death. 
L.  M.     [b] 
Temptations  in  Sick?iess  overcome, 
1   [T  OKI),  I  can  Buffer  tin  rebukes, 

■  i  When  thou  with  kindness  doth  chaslige; 
But  thy  fierce  wrath  I  cannot  bear, 
O  let  it  not  against  me  rise. 


Z2 PSALM  7. 

2  Pity  my  languishing  estate, 
And  ease  the  sorrows  that  I  feel; 

The  wounds  thine  heavy  hand  hath  made; 
()  let  thy  gentler  touches  heal. 

3  See  how  I  pass  my  weary  days, 

In  sighs  and  groans;  and  when  'tis  night, 
My  bed  is  water'd  with  my  tears; 
My  grief  consumes  and  dims  my  sight. 

4  Look,  how  the  powers  of  nacure  mourn! 
How  long,  Almighty  God,  how  long? 
When  shall  thine  hour  of  grace  return? 
When  shall  I  make  thy  grace  my  song? 

5  I  feel  my  flesh  so  near  the  grave, 
My  thoughts  are  tempted  to  despair; 
But  graves  can  never  praise  the  Lord, 
For  all  is  dust  and  silence  there. 

6  Depart,  ye  tempters,  from  my  soul, 
And  nil  despairing  thoughts  depart; 
My  God,  who  hears  my  humble  moan, 
Will  ease  my  flesh,  and  cheer  my  heart.] 

"  PSALM  7.     C.  M.     Bedford.    [I.] 
God's  Care  of  his  People  against  Persecutors, 
1  Ik/f  Y  trust  is  in  my  heav'nly  Friend, 
ItjL  My  hope  in  thee,  my  God: 
g  Rise,  and  my  helpless  life  defend, 
From  those  who  seek  my  blood. 
d  2  With  insolence  and  fury  they 
My  soul  in  pieces  tear: 
As  hungry  lions  rend  the  prey, 
When  no  deliverer's  near. 
—3  If  I  had  e'er  provok'd  them  first, 
Or  once  abus'd  my  foe; 
Then  let  him  tread  my  life  to  dust, 
And  lay  mine  honour  low. 
e  4  If  there  were  malice  found  in  me, 
(I  know  thy  piercing  eyes,) 
I  should  not  dare  appeal  to  thee, 
Nor  ask  my  God  to  rise. 
«  5  Arise,  my  God,  lift  up  thy  hand, 
Their  pride  and  pow'r  control; 
Awake  to  judgment,  and  command 
Deli v 'ranee  for  my  soul. 


1'SALM  3. 


P  A  ! 

d  [6  Let  sinners,  and  their  wicked  rage, 

Be  humbled  to  the  du*t 
Shall  not  the  God  of  truth  engage 

To  vindicate  the  just? 
— 7  He  knows  the  heart,  he  tries  the  reins, 

He  will  defend  th'  upright; 
His  sharpest  arrows  he  ordains, 

Against  the  sons  of  spite. 
— 8  For  me  their  malice  digg'd  a  pit, 

Rut  there  themselves  are  cast; 
Mv  God  makes  all  their  mischief  light 

On  their  own  heads  at  last. 
e  9  That  cruel  persecuting  race 

M    st  feel  his  dreadful  sword: 
o  Awake,  my  soul,  and  praise  the  grace, 

And  justice  of  the  Lord.] 

PSALM  8.    S.  M.     St.  Thomas.      [*] 

GoiVs  Condescension  in  conferring  Honour  upon.  J  fan. 

1  i  \  L°KD>  our  heav'nly  King, 
^r  Thy  name  is  all  divine; 

Thy  glories  round  the  earth  are  spread, 
I  o'er  the  heav  ns  they  shine. 

2  When  to  thy  works  on  high, 
I  raise  my  wond'ring  eyes, 

And  see  the  moon  complete  in  light, 
Adorn  the  darksome  skies; — 

3  When  I  survey  the  stars, 
And  all  their  shining  forms. 

Lord,  what  is  man,  that  worthless  thing, 
Akin  to  dust  and  worms? 

4  Lord,  what  is  worthless  man; 
That  thou  shouid'st  love  Ida, 

g  Next  to  thine  a      els  is  he  plac'd, 

:  of  ail  beiow. 
—    5  on  ours  crown  his  head, 

While  he,. 
And  birds  that  cut  the  air  with  wings, 
And  fish  that  cleave  the  sea. 
6  I  Eow  i  ich  th)  bounties  are' 
And  wondrous  are  thy  I 


24  PSALM   8. 


o  Of  dust  and  worms  thy  pow'r  can  frame 

A  monument  of  praise. 
—7  [Out  of  the  mouths  of  babes 
And  sucklings,  thou  canst  draw 
Surprising  honours  to  thy  name; 
And  strike  the  world  with  awe, 
o  8  O  Lord,  our  heav'nly  King, 

Thy  name  is  all  Divine: 
g  Thy  glories  round  the  earth  are  spread, 
And  o'er  the  heav'ns  they  shine.] 

C.  M.    Mear.     [*] 

Christ's  Condescension,  and  Glorification, 
1  [f\  LORD,  our  Lord,  how  wond'rous  great 
VF  Is  thine  exalted  name: 
o  The  glories  of  thy  heav'nly  state 
Let  men  and  babes  proclaim. 

— 2  When  I  behold  thy  works  on  high, 
The  moon  that  rules  the  night, 
And  stars  that  well  adorn  the  sky, 
Those  moving  worlds  of  light; — 

e  3  Lord  what  is  man,  or  all  his  race, 
Who  dwells  so  far  below, 
That  thou  should'st  visit  him  with  grace, 
And  love  his  nature  so! 

4  That  thine  eternal  Son  should  bear, 
To  take  a  mortal  form; 
p  Made  lower  than  his  angels  are, 
To  save  a  dying  worm. 

— 5  Yet,  while  he  liv'd  on  earth  unknown, 
And  men  would  not  adore; 
Th*  obedient  seas  and  fishes  own 
o       His  Godhead  and  his  pow'r. 

g  6  The  waves  lay  spread  beneath  his  feet; 
And  fish  at  his  command. 
Bring  their  large  shoals  to  Peter'snet: 

Bring  tribute  to  his  hand. 
7  These  lesser  glories  of  the  Son, 
Slinue  through  the  fleshy  cloud; 
e  Now  we  behold  him  on  his  throne, 
And  men  confess  him  God. 


PSALM  8,  £5 


o  8  Let  Him  be  crown'd  with  majesty, 
Who  bow'd  his  head  to  death; 

0  And  be  his  honours  sounded  high. 

By  all  things  that  have  breath. 
c  9  Jesus,  our  Lord,  how  wond'rous  great 

Is  thine  exalted  name! 
£  The  glories  of  thy  heav'nly  state, 
Let  the  whole  earth  proclaim.] 
L.   M.     First    Part.     Blendon.     Bath.     [*] 
Verse  1,  2,  Paraphrased. —  C/uldren  Praising  God. 

1  A  LMIGHTY  Ruler  of  the  skies, 

J\.  Thro'  the  wide  earth  thy  name  is  spread; 
g  And  thine  eternal  glories  rise, 

O'er  all  the  heav'ns  thy  hands  have  made. 
— 2  To  thee  the  voices  of  the  young 

A  monument  of  honour  raise; 
e  And  babes,  with  uninstructed  tongue, 
o  Declare  the  wonders  of  thy  praise. 
— 3  Thy  pow'r  assists  their  tender  age. 

To  bring  proud  rebels  to  the  ground; 

To  still  the  bold  blasphemer's  rage, 

And  all  their  policies  confound. 
o  4  Children  amidst  thy  temple  throng, 

To  see  their  great  Redeemer's  face; 
— The  Son  of  Dav>d,  is  their  song, 

And  young  hosannas  fill  the  place. 
c  5  The  frowning  scribes  and  angry  priests 

In  vain  their  impious  cavils  bring: 

Revenge  sits  silent  in  their  breasts, 
o  While  Jewish  babes  proclaim  their  King. 

L.  M.    Second  Part.      Qucrcy.  Moretov.    [*] 

Ver.  3,  &cc.  Paraphrased. 
Ai)4M,  and  Christ,   L&tdt  of  the  old  and  new  Creation. 
f  1   T  ORD,  what  was  man,  when  made  at  first, 
JLi  Adam,  the  offspring  of  the  dust, 

That  thou  shouldst  set  hint  and  his  race 

But  just  below  an  angel's  place? 

2  That  thou  should'st  raise  his  nature 

And  make  him  lord  of  all  below; 

Make  ev'ry  beast  and  bird  submit, 

And  lav  the  fishes  a',  his 


SO 


PSALM  9. 


o  3  But  O  what  brighter  glories  wait, 

To  crown  the  second  Adam's  state! 
o  What  honours  shall  thy  Son  adorn, 

Who  condescended  to  be  born! 
e  4  See  him  below  his  angels  made! 
p  See  him  in  dust  among  the  dead, — 
— To  save  a  ruin'd  world  from  sin! 
o  But  he  shall  reign  with  pow'r  divine. 
g  5  The  world  to  come,  redeem 'd  from  all 

The  mis'ries  that  attend  the  fall, 

New  made,  and  glorious,  shall  submit 

At  our  exalted  Saviour's  feet. 

PSAL?vI  9.     CM.    First   Part.     Mear.  [*] 
Wrath  and  mercy  jrom  the  Judgment  Seat. 

1  %JS7TrH  my  whole  heart,  I'll  raise  my  son^, 
Y  ▼    Thy  wonders  I'll  proclaim; 

Thou,  sov'reign  Judge  of  right  and  wrong, 
Wilt  put  my  foes  to  shame. 

2  I'll  sing  thy  majesty  and  grace; 
My  God  prepares  his  throne, 

To  judge  the  world  in  righteousness, 
And  make  his  vengeance  known. 

3  Then  shall  the  Lord  a  refuge  prove 
For  all  who  are  opprest; 

To  save  the  people  of  his  love, 
And  give  the  weary  rest. 
e  4  The  men  who  know  thy  name,  will  trust 
In  thy  abundaot  grace; 
For  thou  hast  ne'er  forsook  the  just, 
Who  humbly  seek  thy  face. 
9  5  Sing  praises  to  the  righteous  Lord, 
Yv  ho  vhvLiis  on  Zion's  hill; 
Who  executes  his  t^reat'jiing  word, 
And  doth  his  grace  fulfil. 

C    M.     Sec.onp   Part.     Colc/jr, 
Verse  \%—^The  Wisdom  and  Equity  of  IJrovid- 
1  "VS/TIKN  the  great  Judge  supreme  and 

v  ▼     Shall  once  in  ■  hx-d, 

The  humble  souls  who  mourn  in  dust, 
Shall  rind  a  faithful  God. 
o  2  He  from  the  dreadful  gates  of  death 
Does  his  own  children  raise; 


PSALM  10. 


In  Zion's  gates  with  cheerful  breath, 

They  sing  their  Father's  praise. 
3  His  foes  shall  fall,  with  heedless  feet, 

Into  the  pit  they  made; 
And  sinners  perish  iii  the  net, 

their  own  hands  have  spread. 
[4  Thus,  by  thy  judgments,  mighty  God, 

Are  thy  deep  counsels  known; 
When  men  of  mischief  are  destroy'd, 

The  snare  mast  be  their  own. 

PAUSE. 

d  5  The  wicked  shall  sink  down  to  hell; 
Thy  wrath  devour  the  lands 
That  dare  forget  thee,  or  rebel 

tiust  thy  known  commands.] 
—6  Tho'  saints  to  sore  distress  are  brought, 
And  wait  and  lung  complain; 
Their  cries  shall  never  be  forgot, 
-hall  their  hopes  be  vain. 
o  7  Rise,  great  Redeemer,  from  thy  seat, 

T     judge  and  save  the  poor; 
g  Let  nations  tremble  at  thy  feet, 
And  man  prevail  no  more. 
Thy  thunder  shall  affright  the  proud, 
And  put  their  hearts  to  pain; 
Make  them  confess  that  thou  art  God, 
p       And  they  but  feeble  men.] 

PSALM  10.    C.  M.     Waleal.     [b] 

Prayer  heard,  and  Saints  saved  from  the  (i 
p  1  W^HV  does  the  Lord  stand  off  so  far! 
it     And  why  conceal  his  face, 
When  great  calamities  appear, 
\  id  times  of  deep  distr 
r  2  Lord,  shall  the  wicked  still  deride 
Thy  justice  and  thy  power? 
Shall  they  advance  their  heads  in  pride, 
And  still  thy  saints  de\ 

3  [They  put  thy  judgments  from  their  sight, 
And  then  insull 

They  boast  in  their  exalted  In 
That  they  shall  fall  no  more.] 


£8  PSALM  11. 


o  4  Arise,  O  Lord,  lift  up  thy  hand, 
Attend  our  humble  cry; 
No  enemy  shall  dare  to  stand, 
When  God  ascends  on  high. 

PAUSE. 

5  [Why  do  the  men  of  malice  rage, 
And  say,  with  foolish  pride, 
d  'The  God  of  heav'n  will  ne'er  engage, 

lTo  fight  on  Zion's  side.' 
— 6  But  thou  for  ever  art  our  Lord; 
And  pow'rful  is  thine  hand, 
As  when  the  heathen  felt  thy  sword, 
And  perish  Jd  from  thy  land.] 
o  7  Thou  wilt  prepare  our  hearts  to  pray, 
And  cause  thine  ear  to  hear;         % 
Hearken  to  what  thy  children  say, 
And  put  the  world  in  fear; 
— 8  Proud  tyrants  shall  no  more  oppress, 
No  more  despise  the  just; 
And  mighty  sinners  shall  confess 
They  are  but  earth  and  dust. 

PSALM  11.     L.  M.     Psalm  97.  Geneva,    [b] 

God  loves  the  Righteous,  and  abhors  the  Wicked. 
1  ]\/|"Y  refuge  is  the  God  of  love; 

j^JL  Why  do  my  foes  insult  and  cry, — 
d       "Fly  like  a  tim'rous  trem'bling  dove, 

"To  distant  woods  or  mountains  fly?" 
e  2  If  government  be  once  destroy'd, 

(That  firm  foundation  of  our  peace,) 

And  violence  make  justice  void, 

Where  shall  the  righteous  seek  redress? 
g  3  The  Lord  in  heav'n  has  fix'd  his  throne, 

His  eyes  surveys  the  world  below: 

To  him  all  mortal  things  are  known, 

His  eye-lids  search  our  spirits  through. 
— \  If  he  afflicts  his  saints  so  far, 

To  prove  their  love,  and  try  their  grace; 

What  may  the  bold  transgressor  fear? 

His  very  soul  abhors  their  ways, 
g  5  On  impious  wretches  he  shall  rain 

Tempests  of  brimstone,  fire,  and  death! 


PSALM  1£  

Such  as  he  kindled  on  the  plain 
Of  Sodom,  with  his  angry  breath. 
— 6  The  righteous  Lord  loves  righteous  soul-:, 
Whose  thoughts  and  actions  are  sincere; 
And  with  a  gracious  eye  beholds 
The  men  who  his  own  image  bear. 

PSALM  12.    L.  M.     Bath.     [*] 
Saint's  Safety  and  Hope  in  evil  time:;. 
1   [I"  OKI'),  if  thou  dost  not  soon  appear, 
_1_J  Virtue  and  truth  will  fly  away; 
Ful  man  amongst  us  here, 
Will  scarce  be  found,  if  thou  delay. 

2  The  whole  discourse,  when  neighbours  meet, 
Is  rill'd  with  trifles,  loose  and  vain; 

Their  lips  are  flatt'ry  and  deceit, 
And  their  proud  language  is  profane. 

3  But  lips  that  with  deceit  abound, 
Shall  not  maintain  their  triumph  long; 
The  God  of  vengeance  will  confound 
Their  flatt'ring  and  blaspheming  tongue. 

I  our  words  be  free,  they  cry; 

'Our  tongues  shall  be  controll'd  by  none; 

'Where  is  the  Lord  will  ask  us  why? 

'Or  say  our  lips  are  not  our  own?' 
— 5  The  Lord,  who  sees  the  poor  oppress'd, 

And  hears  th*  oppressor's  haughty  strain, 
o  Will  rise  to  give  his  children  rest, 
— Nor  shall  they  trust  his  word  in  vain. 
—6  Thy  word,  O  Lord,  though  often  try'd, 

Void  of  deceit  shall  still  appeal*, 

Not  silver,  sev'n  times  purify'd, 

From  dross  and  mixture  shines  so  clear. 
o  7    '  - 1  i -t  1 1  in  the  darkest  hour 

Defend  the  holy  soul  from  harm; 

■  when  th-  d  \\.i\c  pow'r, 

On  ev  ry  side  will  sinners  swarm.] 

C.   M.     Plymouth.    [•>] 
( ■     tral  i  (ion  of  Mam 

l  1 IELT,  Lord1  for  men  of  virtue  fail, 

1A  Religion  loses  ground; 


50_ PSALM  13. 

The  sons  of  violence  prevail, 
And  treacheries  abound. 
e  2  Their  oaths  and  promises  they  break, 
Yet  act  the  flatterer's  part; 
With  fair  deceitful  lips  they  speak, 

And  with  a  double  heart. 
[3  If  we  reprove  some  hateful  lie, 
How  is  their  fury  stirr'd! 
d  'Are  not  our  lips  our  own,  they  cry; 
*And  who  shall  be  our  Lorn?'] 

4  Scoffers  appear  on  every  side, 
Where  a  vile  race  of  men 

I«  raised  to  seats  of  pow'r  and  pride, 
And  bears  the  sword  in  vain. 

PAUSE. 

5  Lord,  when  iniquities  abound. 
And  blasphemy  grows  bold, 

When  faith  is  hardly  to  be  found, 
And  love  is  waxing  culd;— 
o  6  Is  not  thy  chariot  hastening  on? 
Hast  thou  not  giv'n  the  sign? 
May  we  not  trust  and  live  upon 
A  promise  so  divine? 
d  7  ['Yes,  saith  the  Lord,  n^w  will  I  rise, 
'And  make  oppressors  flee; 
*I  shall  appear  to  their  surprise, 
'And  set  my  servants  free.'] 
g  8  Thy  word  like  silver  sev'n  times  try'd, 
Through  ages  shall  endure; 
The  men  who  in  thy  truth  confide, 
Shall  find  thv  promise  sure. 

PSALM  13.     L.  M.     Pleyel'a.  Armlty.    [b] 
Pleading  under  Desertion:  or,  Hope  in  Darkness. 
n  1   Tfl^W  long,  O  Lord,  shall  I  complain, 
J  A  Like  one  who  seeks  his  God  in  vain? 
Canst  thou  thy  face  forever  hide, 
And  I  still  pray  and  be  denied? 
2  Shall  I  for  ever  be  forget, 
As  one  whom  thou  regarrte  t  nof? 
Still  shall  my  soul  thine  absence  mourn, 
•And  still  despair  of  thy  return? 


PSALM  13.  31 


3  How  long  shall  my  poor  troubled  breast 

Be  with  these*  anxious  thoughts  opprest? 

And  Satan,  my  malicious  Foe, 

Rejoice  to  see  me  sunk  so  low. 
— 4  Hear,  Lord,  and  grant  me  quick  relief, 

Before  my  death  conclude  my  grief; 
e  If  thou  withhold  thy  heav'nly  light, 

1  sleep  in  everlasting  night. 

— 5  How  will  the  pow'rs  of  darkness  boast, 

If  but  one  praying  soul  be  lost' 
o  But  I  have  trusted  in  thy  grace, 

And  shall  again  behold  thy  face. 
— 6  Whate'er  my  fears  or  foes  suggest, 

Thou  art  my  hope,  my  joy,  my  rest: 
o  My  heart  shall  feel  thy  love,  and  raise 

My  cheerful  voice  to  songs  of  praise. 

■&  M.     Plymouth,     [b] 
Complaint  under  Temptations. 
1  [WJfOW  long  wilt  thou  conceal  thy  facer 

in  My  God,  how  long  delay? 
When  shall  I  feel  those  heav'nly  rays, 
That  chase  my  fears  away? 

2  How  long  shall  my  poor  laboring  soul 
Wrestle  and  toil  in  vain? 

Thy  word  can  all  my  foes  control, 
And  ease  my  raging  pain. 

3  See  how  the  prince  of  darkness  tries 
All  his  malicious  arts; 

He  spreads  a  mist  around  my  eyes, 

And  throws  his  ti'ry  darts. 
o  4  Be  thou  my  sun,  and  thou  my  shield; 

My  soul  in  safety  keep; 
Make  haste,  before  mine  eyes  are  scal'd 

In  death's  eternal  sleep. 
5   How  would  the  tempter  boast  aloud. 

If  I   become  his  pre\  ? 
Behold  the  sons  of  hell  grow  proud 

At  thy  so  lon;s-  del 

o  6  But  they  ihall  fry  at  thy  rebuke. 

And  Satan  hide  his  bead; 
He  knows  the  terrours  of  thy  i 
And  hears  thv  voice  with  "dread. 


32  PSALM  14. 


o  7  Th'ofi  wilt  display  tha  gn  grace, 

Where  all  my  hopes  have  \\ 
I  shall  employ  my  lips  In  prai 
And  vict'ry  shall  be  sung.] 

PSALM  14.     C.  M.     Fst~Pa"kt.     Withal,     [b]" 
By  Nature  all  JMen  are  Sinn 

1  TT'OOi^S,  in  their  hearts,  believe  unci  say, 
A    "That  all  religion**  vain; 

"There  is  no  God  who  reigns  on  high, 
"Or  minds  th'  affairs  of  men." 

2  From  thoughts  so  dreadful  and  profane, 
Corrupt  discourse  proceeds; 

And  in  their  impious  hands  are  found 
Abominable  deeds. 

3  The  Lord,  from  his  celestial  throne, 
Look'd  down  on  things  below, 

To  find  the  man  who  sought  his  grace, 
Or  did  his  justice  know. 

4  By  nature  all  are  gone  astray, 
Their  practice  all  the  same: 

There's  none  who  fears  his  Maker's  hand; 
There's  none  who  loves  his  name. 

5  Their  tongues  are  used  to  speak  deceit, 
Their  slanders  never  cease; 

How  swift  to  mischief  are  their  feet, 
Nor  know  the  paths  of  peace. 

6  Such  seeds  of  sin,  that  bitter  root, 
In  ev'ry  heart  are  found; 

Nor  can  they  bear  diviner  fruit, 

'Till  grace  refine  the  ground.        Pltfmt 

C.  M.     Second  Part.     Wahal.     [b] 
The  Folly  of  Persecutors. 
1    [   4  RE  sinners  now  so  senseless  grown, 
XJl  That  they  the  saints  devour? 
And  never  worship  at  thy  throne, 

Nor  fear  thine  awful  pow'r. 
2  Great  God,  appear,  to  their  surprise, 

Reveal  thy  dreadful  name; 
Let  them  no  more  thy  wrath  despise. 
Nor  turn  our  hopes  to  shame. 
r  3  Dost  thou  not  dwell  among  the  just" 
e—    And  yet  our  foes  deride, 


PSALM  15. 


That  we  should  make  thy  name  our  trust; 
d       Great  God,  confound  their  pride, 
o  4  ()  that  the  joyful  day  were  come, 
To  finish  our  distress! 

0  When  God  shall  bring  his  children  home, 

Our  songs  shall  never  cease.] 

PSALM  15.   CM.     St.  Martin's.    [*] 
Character  of  a  Citizen  of  Zion. 

1  [\lTHO  shall  inhabit  in  thv  hill, 

TT    O  God  of  holiness? 

Whom  will  the  Lord  admit  to  dwell 
So  near  his  throne  of  grace? 

2  The  man  who  walks  in  pious  ways, 
And  works  with  pious  hands? 

Who  trusts  his  Maker's  promises, 
And  follows  his  commands. 

3  He  speaks  the  meaning  of  his  heart, 
Nor  slanders  with  his  tongue; 

Will  scarce  believe  an  ill  report, 
Nor  do  his  neighbour  wrong. 

4  The  wealthy  sinner  he  contemns, 
Loves  all  who  fear  the  Lord! 

And  though  to  his  own  hurt  he  swears, 
Still  he  performs  his  word. 

5  His  hands  disdain  a  golden  bribe, 
And  never  gripe  the  poor: 

Tiiis  man  shall  dwell  with  God  on  earth, 
And  find  his  heaven  secure.] 

IL.  M.     Leeds.     O/iorto.     [*] 
Duties  to  lion  and  Jlan;  or,  the  Cuius  ti  aw 
€  1TVTHO  shall  ascend  thy  heavenly  place, 

1  T  Great  God,  and  dwell  before  thy  face? 
— The  man  who  minds  religion  now, 
And  humbly  walks  with  God  below. 

2  Whose  hands  are  pure,  whose  heart  is  clean, 
Whose  lips  still  speak  the  thing  they  mean; 
No  slanders  dwell  upon  his  tongue: 

He  hates  to  do  his  neighbour  wrong. 

3  [Scarce  will  he  trust  an  ill  report. 
Nor  vent  it  to  his  neighbour's  hurt: 
Sinners  of  state  he  can  despise, 

But  saints  are  honour'd  in  his  eyes.] 


M  PSALM     16. 


^Firm  to  his  word  l.«  od; 

And  always  makes  his  promise  ;ood: 

Nor  dares  to  change  the  irs, 

Whatever  pain  or  loss  he  bears.] 

5   [He  never  deals  in  bv" 

And  mourns  th  I  be  sold; 

While  others  gripe  poor. 

Sweet  charity  attends  his  d< 
e  6  He  loves  his  enemies,  ai 

For  tliose  who  curse  h  m  to  his  face; 
— And  does  to  all 

he  would  hope  or  wish  from  them. 

7  Yet  when  ins  holiest  works  are  done, 
>ul  depends  on  grace  alor.e: — 
o  This  is  the  manViry  face  shall  see, 

And  dwell  for  ever,  Lord,  wkh  thee. 

PSALM  16.  L.M.  Fir 

Good  U  »Wen>  not  Gop. 

e  1  XJRESERVE  me,  Lord,  in  time  of  need, 
X     For  succour  to  thy  throne  I  Bee, 
But  have  no  merits  : 

goodness  cannot  reach  tc 
e  2  Oft  have  my  heart  and  tongue 
How  empty  and  how  pqor  I  am: 
My  praise  can  never  make  thee  blest, 
N  r  add  new  glories  bo  chy  n 
—3  Yet,  Lord,  thy  saints  on  e 
Some  pf 
These  are  the  compan y  1  k 

■  :  are  the  cb  ice  st  friends  1  ki 
4  1  et  others  choose  the  -  nth, 

To  give  a  relish  to  their  v 

e  the  men  nly  birth. 

Whose  tho'ts  and  language  are  divine. 

L. M.    Second  Pai 

(  .  .-■-'.  A 
OW  fast  :1k 
\\  no  haste  to 
I  will  not  taste  their  - 
Their  offerings  of  for 


u 


PSALM  10. 


2  My  God  provides  a  richer  cup, 
And  nobler  food  to  Live  upon; 
lie  for  my  life  hits  offer'd  up 
Jesus  his  best  beloved  Son. 

His  love  is  my  perpetual  feast; 
By  day  his  counsels  guide  me  right: 
And  he  his  name  forever  blest; 
Who  gives  roe  sweet  advice  by  night. 
4  I  set  him  still  before  mine  eyes; 
At  my  right  hand  he  stands  prepar'd, 
To  keep  my  soul  from  ail  surprise, 
And  be  my  everlasting  guard.] 

L.  M.  Third  Part.     Morclon.    Qurrcy.   [*] 
Courage  in  Death,  and  Hope  of  the  Resume  I 

1VMTHEN  God  is  nigh,  my  faith  is  strong, 
11  His  arm  is  my  almighty  prop; 
o  Be  glad,  my  heart,  rejoice,  my  tongue, 
e  My  dying  flesh  shall  rest.in  hope. 

2  Though  in  the  dust  I  lay  my  head; 

Vet  gracious  God,  thou  wilt  not  k  a 

My  soul  for  ever  with  the  dead, 

Nor  lose  thy  children  in  the  grave. 
—3  My  flesh  shall  thy  first  call  obey, 

Shake  oil*  the  dust,  and  rise  on  high; 

Then  shalt  thou  lead  the  Wondrous  way, 

Up  to  thy  throne  above  the  sky. 

0  4  There  streams  of  endless  pleasure  ilow, 
And  full  discoveries  of  thy  grate 
(Which  we  but  tasted  here  below,) 
Spread  heavenly  joys, thro'  all  the  place. 

CM.     First  Part.    Abridge.  Bar  by.      [\" 
\  •  l — 3. — Support  and  Cotaiieljrom  God. 

1  [GAVE  me,  O  Lord,  from  eyery  foe; 

IO     In  thee  my  trust  1  pi 
Though  all  th 

Can  ne'er  deserve  th)  grace, 
Vet,  if  my  God  pi 
The  saints  may  profit  by't; 
The  saints,  the  glory  of  tl 
The  men  i 


36  PSALM  16. 


3  Let  Heathens  to  their  idols  haste, 
And  worship  wood  or  stone; 

But  my  delightful  lot  is  cast, 
Where  the  true  God  is  known. 

4  His  hand  provides  my  constant  food, 
He  fills  my  daily  cup; 

Much  am  I  pleas'd  with  present  good, 
But  more  rejoice  in  hope. 

5  God  is  my  portion  and  my  joy; 
His  counsels  are  my  light; 

He  gives  me  sweet  advice  by  day, 
And  gentle  hints  by  night. 

6  My  soul  would  all  her  thoughts  approve 
To  his  all-seeing  eye; 

Not  death,  nor  hell,  my  hope  shall  move, 
While  such  a  friend  is  nigh. 
C  M.  Second  Part.     Sunday,    Doxology.    [*] 

The  Death  and  Resurrection  ©/Christ. 
st  1  [T  SET  the  Lord  before  my  face, 
JL  'He  bears  my  courage  up; 
*My  heart  and  tongue  their  joys  express, 
'My  flesh  shall  rest  in  hope. 

2  'My  spirit,  Lord,  thou  wilt  not  leave, 
'Where  souls  departed  are; 

'Nor  quit  my  body  to  the  grave, 
'To  see  corruption  there. 

3  'Thou  wilt  reveal  the  path  of  life, 
'And  raise  me  to  thy  throne; 

'Thy  courts  immortal  pleasure  give, 
'Thy  presence  joys  unknown/ 

4  Thus  in  the  name  of  Christ  the  Lord 
The  Holy  David  sung, 

And  Providence  fulfils  the  word 

Of  his  prophetic  tongue.] 
p  5  Jesus,  whom  ev'ry  saint  adores* 

Was  crucified  and  slain: 
o  Behold,  the  tomb  its  prey  restores' 

Behold,  he  lives  again! 
— 6  When  shall  my  feet  arise  and  stand 

On  heavVs  eternal  hills; 
o  There  sits  the  Son  at  God's  right  hand,, 
And  there  the  Father  smiles. 


PSALM  ir.  87 


PSALM  17.    S.  M.    Pcckham*    [*] 

V.  lo,  &c. — Portion  of  Saint*  ami  of  Sinners. 

1     4  RISE,  my  gracious  GotJ, 

iV  And  make  the  wicked  ft    . 
They  arc  but  thy  chastising  rod, 
To  drive  thy  saints  to  thee, 
p     '2     Behold,  the  sinner  dies, 

His  haughty  words  are  vain; 
Here — in  this  lite  his  pleasure  lies 
And  all  beyond  is  pain. 
e    3    Then  let  his  pride  advance, 

And  boast  of  all  his  store; 
— The  Lord  is  my  inheritance, 

My  soul  can  wish  no  more, 
o    4     I  shall  behold  the  face 
Of  my  forgiving  God; 
And  stand  complete  in  righteousness, 
Wash'd  in  my  Saviour's  blood, 
s     5     There's  a  new  heaven  begun, 
When  I  awake  from  death — 
Drest  in  the  likeness  of  thy  Son, 
And  draw  immortal  breath. 

L.  M.     Islington.  [*] 

The  Saint's  If  ope:  or,  the  Resurrection. 
1   [T  (3RD,  I  am  thine:  but  thou  wilt  prove 
J_i  My  faith,  my  patience,  and  my  love: 

When  men  of  spite  against  me  join, 

They  are  the  sword,  the  hand  is  thine. 

'J  Their  hope  and  portion  lie  below; 

7Tis  all  the  happiness  they  know; 

'Tis  all  they  seek;  they  take  their  shares, 

And  leave  the  rest  among  their  heirs.] 

3  What  sinners  value,  I  resign; 

Lord,  'tis  enough  that  thou  art  mine: 
o  1  shall  behold  thy  blissful  face, 

A ihI  stand  complete  in  righteousness, 
p  4  This  life's  a  dream,  an  empty  show  ; 
— Hut  the  bright  world  to  which  1  go— 
o  Hath  joys  substantial  and  sincere; 
c  When  shall  1  wake  and  had  me  there? 
— 5  ()  glorious  hour!  O  blest  abode! 

I  ilia  11  be  near,  and  like  my  God' 
4 


38 PSALM   18. 

And  flesh  and  sin  no  more  control 

The  sacred  pleasures  of  the  soul, 
a  6  My  flesh  shall  slumber  in  the  ground, 
— 'Till  the  last  trumpet's  joyful  sound; 
s  Then  burst  the  chains  With  sweet  surprise, 

And  in  my  Saviour's  inl 

PSALM  IS.    L.  M.     First  Part.     Green's.  [*] 
Yer.  I 6,  15 18. 

Deliverance  from  Despair:  or,  Temptations  overcome. 

1  nriHEE  will  I  love,  O  Lord,  my  B  ten  ;th, 
JL    My  rock,  my  tow'r,  my  high  defeof 

Thy  mighty  arm  shall  be  my  trust, 

For  I  have  found  salvation  thence, 
e  2  Death,  and  the  terrours  of  the  grave, 

Stood  round  me  with  their  dismal  shade; 

While  floods  of  high  temptation  rose, 

And  made  my  sinking  soul  afraid. 
e  Z  I  saw  the  op'ning  gates  of  hell, 

With  endless  pains  and  sorrows  there; 

Which  none,  but  they  that  feel,  can  tell, 

While  I  was  hurried  to  despair. 

4  In  my  distress  I  calPd  my  God, 

When  I  could  scarce  believe  him  mine; 
— Pie  bow'd  his  ear  to  my  complaint; 
o  Then  did  his  grace  appear  divine. 

[5  With  speed  he  flew  to  my  relief; 

As  on  a  cherub's  wing  he  rode; 

Awful  and  bright,  as  fightning,  shone 

The  face  of  my  deliverer  God.] 

6  Temptations  fled  at  his  rebuke, 

T  te  blast  of  his  almighty  breath; 

He  sent  salvation  from  on  high, 

And  drew  me  from  the  depths  of  death. 

[7  Great  were  my  fears,  my  foes  were  great; 

Much  was  their  strength,  and  more  their  rage; 

}»ut  Christ,  my  Lord,  is  conq'ror  still, 

In  all  the  wars  that  devils  wage.] 
My  song  for  ever  shall  record 

That  terrible,  that  joyTtrl  hour; 

And  give  the  glory  to  the  Lord, 

Due  to  his  m\  •  v'r, 


PSALM   18. 


L.  ?\:.  [b] 

—<26**-Sincerity  _  ded. 

1  "H"  OKD,  thou  hast  &een  my  soul  sin 
li  ilast  made  thy  truth  and  low 

Before  mine  ei  es  [  set  thy  1 

And  thou  hast  owri'd  my  righteous  cause. 

[2  Since  I  have  learn'dthv  holy  w 

I've  walkM  upright  before  thy  face: 

Or  if  niy  feet  did  e'er  depart, 

'Twas  never  with  a  wicked  heart.] 
p  3  What  sore  temptations  broke  my  rest! 
.  hat  wars  and  struggling*  in  my  breast! 
— But*,  thro  thy  grace  that  reigns  within, 

I  guard  against  my  darling  sin. 

4  The  sin  that  close  besets  me  still, 

That  works  and  strives  against  my  will; 
t  When  shall  thy  Spirit's  so v 'reign  pow'r 

Destroy  it,  that  it  rise  no  more? 
— >  With  an  impartial  hand,  the  Lord 

Deals  out  to  mortals  their  reward: 

The  kind  and  faithful  soul  shall  find 

A  G<  d  as  faithful  and  as  kind. 

6  The  just  and  pure  shall  ever  say, 

Thou  art  more  pure,  more  just  than  they; 
o  And  men  who  love  revenge  shall  know, 
u  God  hath  an  arm  of  vengeance  too. 

L.   M.    Third  Part.     Quercy.    JVhntwich.  [*] 

Ver.  3OJS1.04,  $5/36,  &c. 

Rejoicing  in  God:  or,  Salvation  and  Triumph. 

1    XUST  are  thy  ways,  and  true  thy  word, 
e       tf  Great  Rock  of  my  secure  abode; 
g  Who  is  a  God  beside  the  Lord? 
— Or  where's  a  refuge  like  our  God? 
— 2  'Tis  he  who  girds  me  with  his  might, 

Gives  me  his  holy  sword  *o  wield; 

And,  whi)e  with  sin  and  hell  I  f;ght, 

Spreads  his  salvation  for  my  shield. 
o  3  He  lives,  (and  blessed  be  my  Rock,) 

The  God  of  my  salvation  lives; 

The  dark  designs  of  hell  are  broke; 
r  Sweet  is  the  peace  my  Father  gives, 


40 PSALM   18. 

—4  Before  the  scoffers  of  the  age, 
I  will  exalt  my  Father's  name; 
Nor  tremble  at  their  mighty  rage. 
Bat  meet  reproach  and  bear  the  shame. 
5  To  David  and  his  royal  seed, 
Thy  grace  for  ever  shall  extend; 
Thy  love  to  saints,  in  Christ  their  head, 
Knows  not  a  limit,  nor  an  end. 

C.   M.    First  Paft.     Mear.      [*] 
Victory  and  Triumph,  over  Temporal  Enemies. 
1  \\[&  l°ve  thee,  Lord,  and  we  adore; 

f  ▼  Now  is  thine  arm  re  veal 'd; 
Thou  art  our  strength,  our  heavenly  tow'r, 
Our  bulwark  and  our  shield. 
o  2  We  fly  to  our  eternal  Rock, 

And  find  a  sure  defence; 
— His  holy  name  our  lips  invoke, 
And  draw  salvation  thence, 
o  3  When  God  our  leader  shines  in  arms, 

What  mortal  heart  can  bear 
g  The  thunder  of  his  loud  alarms? 

The  lightning  of  his  spear? 
—4  He  rides  upon  the  winged  wind, 
And  angels  in  array, 
In  millions  wait  to  know  his  mind, 
o      And  swift  as  flames  obey. 
~-5  He  speaks — and  at  his  fierce  rebuke, 
Whole  armies  are  dismay'd; 
His  voice,  his  frown,  his  angry  look, 
o       Strikes  all  their  courage  dead. 
—6  He  forms  our  gen'rals  for  the  field. 
With  all  their  dreadful  skill; 
Gives  them  his  awful  sword  to  wield, 

And  makes  them  hearts  of  steel. 
?  [He  arms  our  captains  to  the  fight, 

Though  there  his  name's  forgot; 
He  girded  Cyrus  with  his  might, 

But  Cyrus  knew  him  not.] 
8  Oft  has  the  Lord  whole  nations  blest, 

For  his  own  churches'  sake; 
The  pow'rs  that  give  his  people  rest, 
Shall  of  his  care  partake. 


PSALM    10.  41 


C.  M.    Second  Part.    . 

The  Conqueror's  song. 
1  [HP^  thine  almighty  arm  we  owe 

I-     rhe  triumphs  of  the 
Thy  terrours  Lord,  confound  the  foe, 

And  melt  their  strength  away. 

2  'i  is  by  thy  aid  our  troops  prevail, 

And  break  unite!  pow'rs; 
Or  burn  their  boasted  Beets,  or  scale 
The  proudest  of  their  towh s, 

3  How  have  We  chasM  them  through  the  fi 
A:kI  trod  them  to  the  ground; 

While  thy  salvation  was  our  shielid, 
Rut  Ihcy  no  shelter  found! 
c  4  h\  vain  to  idol  saints  they  cry, 

And  perish  in  their  blord: 
— Where  is  a  rock  so  great,  so  high, 

So  powerful,  as  our  Go4? 
o  5  The  Rock  of  Israel  ever  lives, 

His  name  be  ever  blest; 
o  'Tis  Ids  own  arm  the  victory  gives, 
And  gives  his  people  rest. 
G  On  kings  that  reign  as  David  d3 
lie  pour:,  gs  down; 

i  their  honours  to  their  seed. 
And  well  supports  their  crown.] 

PSALM  19.  S.  M.  1st  Part.  Whtthman. Sutton^*] 
The  book  of  Nature  and  the  Scripta,- 
1  -pl'HOLl),  the  lofty  sky 
JLi  Declares  its  maker  G     '.; 
I  all  his  starry  works  on  high 
Proclaim  his  pow'r  abroad. 
'':  The  darkness  and  the  | 

Still  keep  their  course  ihe  same; 
While  night  to  day,  and  da) 
Divinely  teach  his  I 

3  In  ev'ry  different 

Their  gen'ral  \ 
They  shew  the  wonders 

And  orders  of  his  throne, 

*4 


42  PSALM  19. 


o      4  Ye  Christian  lands,  rejoice, 
Here  he  reveals  his  word; 
We  are  not  left  to  nature's  voice, 
To  bid  us  know  the  Lord. 

5  His  statutes  and  commands 
Are  set  before  our  eyes; 

lie  puts  his  gospel  in  our  hands, 
Where  our  salvation  lies. 

6  His  laws  are  just  and  pure, 
His  truth  without  deceit, 

His  promises  for  ever  sure, 

And  his  rewards  are  great, 
—    7  [Not  honey  to  the  taste 

Affords  so  much  delight; 
Nor  gold  that  has  the  furnace  pass'd, 

So  much  allures  the  sight, 
o      8  While  of  thy  works  I  sing, 

Thy  glory  to  proclaim; 
Accept  the  praise,  my  God,  my  King, 

In  my  Redeemer's  name.] 

S.  M.    Secoxd  Part.    Dover.  Pelham.    [*] 

God's  Word  most  excellent:  or  holy  Fear. 
1   [TlEHOLD  the  morning  sun 
.13  Begins  his  glorious  way; 
Mis  beams  through  all  the  nations  run, 
And  life  and  light  convey. 

2  But  where  the  gospel  comes, 
It  spreads  diviner  light; 

It  call  dead  sinners  from  their  tombs. 
And  gives  the  blind  their  sight] 

3  How  perfect  is  thy  word! 
And  all  thy  judgments  just; 

For  ever  sure  thy  promise,  Lord, 
And  men  securely  trust. 

4  My  gracious  God,  how  plain 
Are  thy  directions  giv'ni 

O  may  I  never  read  in  vain, 
But  find  the  path  to  heav'n. 

PAUSE. 

e      5  I  hear  thy  word  with  love, 
And  I  would  fain  obey; 


PS  ALM   19, 4^ 

Send  thy  good  Spirit  from  above 
To  guide  me,  le.st  I  stray. 

6  O  wlx)  can  ever  find 
The  errours  of  his  ways? 

e  Yet  with  a  hold  presumptuous  mind, 
1  would  not  dare  transgress. 

7  Warn  me  of  cv'ry  Bin, 

Forgive  my  secret  faults, 
And  cleanse  this  guilty  soul  of  mine, 

Whose  crimes  exceed  my  thoughts, 

—  8  While,  with  my  heart  and  tongue, 
I  spread  thy  praise  abroad; 
Accept  the  worship  and  the  song, 
My  Saviour  and  my  God. 

L.  M.    Green9*,   Lccd*.    [*] 

\Kature  and  Scripture  compared. 
1  fllHE  heav'ns  declare  thy  glory,  Lord, 
_I_  In  every  star  thy  wisdom  shines; 
o  But  when  our  eyes  behold  thy  word, 
We  read  thy  name  in  fairer  lines. 

— 2  The  rolling  sun,  the  changing  light, 
And  nights  and  days  thy  pow'r  confess; 

<;  But  the  blest  volume  thou  hast  writ 
Reveals  thy  justice  and  thy  grace* 

— 3  Sun,  moon  and  stars  convey  thy  praise, 
Round  the  whole  earth,  and  never  stand; 

0  So  when  thy  truth  began  its  race, 
It  touch'd  and  glanc'd  on  evYy  land. 

o  4  Nor  shall  thy  spreading  gospel  rest, 
'Till  thro5  the  world  thy  truth  has  run, 
'Till  Christ  has  all  the  nations  blest, 
That  see  the  light,  or  feel  the  sun. 

e  5  Great  Sun  of  Righteousness,  arise; 

— Bless  the  dark  world  with  heavenly  light; 
Thy  gospel  makes  the  simple  wise, 
Thy  laws  are  pure,  thy  judgments  right. 

g  6  Thy  noblest  wonders  here  we  view, 
In  souls  renew 'd,  and  sins  forgiv'n: 
Lord,  cleanse  my  sins,  m)   80  ll  renew, 
And  make  thy  word  mv  guide  V'j  '. 


44  PSALM   19. 


P.  M,     Cumberland.     [*] 
The  BooJ:  of  jSlatuvc  and  Scripture. 
1  [  f^i  REAT  God,  the  heavVa  Well  ordci'd  frame 
VX  Declares  the  glories  of  thy  name; 
Then;  thy  rich  works  of  wonder  shine: 
A  thousand  starry  beauties  there. 
A  thousand  radiant  mark*  appear, 

Of  boundless  pow'r  and  skill  dhine. 
?  From  night  to  day,  from  day  to  night, 
The  dawning  and  the  dying  light, 

Lectures  of  heavenly  wisdom  read; 
With  silent  eloquence  they  raise 
Our  thoughts  to  our  Creator's  praise, 
And  h either  sound  nor  language  need, 
o  3  Vet  their  divine  instructions  run, 
Far  as  the  jourries  of  the  sun; 

Aud  ev'ry  nation  knows  their  voice: 
The  sun,  like  some  young  bridegroom  drest, 
Breaks  from  the  chambers  of  the  east; 
Rolls  round  and  makes  the  earth  rejoice, 
g  4  ^Where'er  he  spreads  his  beams  abroad, 
He  smiles  and  speaks  his  maker  God; 
All  nature  joins  to  shew  thy  praise: 
Thus  God  in  ev'ry  creature  shines: 
—Fair  is  the  book  of  nature's  lines; 
13 ut  fairer  is  the  book  of  grace.] 

PAUSE. 

b  5  I  love  the  volumes  of  thy  word;- 

What  light  and  joy  these  leaves  afford; 
e     To  souls  benighted  and  distrest! 
—Thy  precepts  guide  my  doubtful  way, 
Thy  fear  forbids  my  feet  to  stray, 

Thy  promise  leads  my  heart  to  rest. 
6  From  the  discoveries  of  thy  law, 
The  perfect  rules  of  life  I  draw; 
These  are  my  study  and  delight: 
b  Not  honey  so  invites  the  taste, 

Nor  gold  that  has  the  furnace  pass'd, 
Appears  so  pleasing  to  the  sight. 
e  7  Thy  threat  nings  wake  my  slumb'ring  ey 

And  warn  me  where  my  danger  lies; 
»•>      But  'tis  thy  blessed  gospel,  Lord, 


PSALM  20.  45 


That  makes  my  guilty  conscience  clean, 
Converts  my  soul,  subdues  my  sin, 
And  gives  a  free,  but  large  reward. 

r  8  Who  knows  the  errours  of  his  tho'ts? 
My  God,  forgive  my  secret  faults, 

And  from  presumptuous  sins  restrain: 
—  Accept  my  poor  attempts  of  praise, 
That  I  have  read  thy  book  of  grace, 
And  book  of  nature  not  in  vain. 
— ■« 

PSALM    20.     L.   M.     Blendon.     [*] 

Prayer  and  Heps  of  Victory, 

1  "T^TOW  may  the  God  of  pow'r  and  grace 
jL^I    Attend  his  people's  humble  cry! 

Jehovah  hears  when  Israel  prays, 
And  brings  deliv'rance  from  on  high. 

2  The  name  of  Jacob's  God  defends, 
Better  than  shields  or  brazen  walls; 
He  from  his  sanctuary  sends 
Succour  and  strength  when  Zion  calls. 

e  9  Well  he  remembers  all  our  sighs, 
Hit  love  exceeds  our  best  deserts; 
His  love  accepts  the  sacrifice — 
Of  humble  groans  and  broken  hearts. 

a  4  In  his  salvation  is  our  hope; 
And  in  the  name  of  Israel's  God, 
Our  troops  shall  lift  their  banners  up, 
Our  navies  spread  their  flags  abroad. 

— 5  Some  trust  in  horses  train'd  for  war, 
And  some  of  chariots  make  their  boasts; 

o  Our  surest  expectations  are 

From  thee,  the  Lord  of  heav'nly  hosts, 

6  [()  may  the  mem'ry  of  thy  name 
Inspire  our  armies  for  the  fight! 

d  Our  foes  shall  fall  and  die  with  shame. 
Or  quit  the  field  with  shameful  flight.] 

— 7  Now  save  SS,  Lord,  from  slavish  fear, 

Now  let  our  hope  be  firm  and  strong; 
o  Till  thy  salvation  shall  appear, 
Dd  joy  and  triumph  raise  the  son0 


46  PSALM  21. 


PSALM  21.       CM.     | '  ■■] 

Our  Country  the  care  of  Beavtm* 
1   [i^V^R  land,  O  Lord,  with  eongs  of  praise 
".  "  Shall  in  thy  strength  rejoice; 
Ai  d  blest  with  thy  salvation,  raise 
To  heaven  their  cheerful  voice. 
2  Thy  sure  defence,  through  nations  round, 

Has  spread  our  wondrous  name; 
And  our  successful  actions  crown'd 

Wilh  dignity  and  fame. 
S3  Then  let  our  land  on  God  alone 

For  timely  aid  rely; 
His  mercy,  which  adorns  his  throne, 

Shall  all  cur  wants  supply. 
4  But,  righteous  Lord,  thy  stubborn  foes 

Shall  feel  thy  dreadful  hand; 
Thy  vengeful  arm  shall  find  out  those 

Who  hate  all  just  command. 
,5  When  thou  against  them  dost  engage, 

Thy  just  but  dreadful  doom 
Shall,  like  a  fiery  oven's  rage, 

Their  hopes  and  them  consume. 
6  Thus,  Lord,  thy  wondrous  power  declare, 

And  thus  exalt  thy  fame; 
Whilst  we  glad  songs  of  praise  prepare 
For  thine  almighty  name.] 

L.  M.     Cattle  street.     P*] 
V.  t — 9. — Christ  exalted  to  the  Kingdom. 
1  TTVW1D  rejoie'din  God  his  strength, 
JLP  Rais'd  to  the  throne  by  special  grace; 
o  But  Christ  the  Son  appears  at  length, 

Fulfils  the  triumphs  and  the  praise. 
—2  How  great  is  the  Messiah's  joy, 

In  the  salvation  of  thy  hand! 
g  Lord,  thou  hast  rais'd  his  kingdom  high, 

And  giv'n  the  world  to  his  command. 
-~-3  Thy  goodness  grants  whate'er  he  will, 
Nor  does  the  least  request  withhold; 
Blessings  of  love  prevent  him  still, 
And  crowns  of  glory,  not  of  gold. 
g  4  Honour  and  majesty  divine 
Around  his  sacred  temples  shine, 


PSALM   M.  AT 


Blest  with  the  favour  of  thy  facte, 
And  length  pf^evei  1  listing  days. 
e  [5  Thine  hand  sh: .11  find  cut  all  his  fi 
And  as  the  fiery  (v  en  glows, 
With  raging  heat  and  living  coals, 

rath  devour  their  S  -ids.] 

PSALM  22.     C.  M.     First   Part.     Canterbury* 

V '.  1 — 16.     77/ r  Suf;\'vi))irs  v.nd  Death  of  Chvigt. 
1    [IVIIY  has  my  ( Jdii'my  soul  forsook, 
f '  ▼     Nor  will  a  smile  afford? 
(Thus  David  <  nee  in  anguish  spoke, 
d  thus  our  dying  Lord.) 

2  Though  'tis  my  chief  Iflelight  to  dwell 

ong  thy  praising  saints; 
Yet  thou  canst  hear  a  groan  as  well, 
And  pity  our  complaints. 

3  Our  fathers  trusted  in  thy  name, 
And  great  deliverance  found: 

But  I'm  a  worm  despisM  of  men, 
And  trodden  to  the  ground. 

4  Shaking  the  head,  they  pass  mc  by, 
And  laugh  my  soul  to  scorn; 

iin  he  trusts  in  God,  they 
looted  and  forlorn." 

5  Rut  thou  art  he  who  form'd  my  <<  A\. 
By  thine  almighty  word; 

And  since  I  hung  upon  the  breast, 

hope  is  in  the  Lord. 
G  Why  will  my  Father  hide  ins  face, 

When  foes  stand  i  g  round* 

In  the  dark  hour  of 

And  nut  a  helper  f  U 

7  Rehold  thy  darling  left  among 

rhe  cruel  and  the  prow 
As  hulls  of  Baahan  fierce  and  strong, 
As  lions  roaring  loud. 

8  From  earth  and  hell  my  Borrows  n 
To  multi]  ,,  irt; 

They  nail  my  hands,  tin 
And  ti - 


48  PSALM  22. 


9  Yet  if  thy  sov'reign  hand  let  loose 
The  rage  of  earth  and  hell; 

Why  will  my  heavenly  Father  bruise 
The  Son  he  loves  so  well? 

10  My  God,  if  possible  it  be, 
Withhold  this  bitter  cup: 

But  I  resign  my  will  to  thee, 
And  drink  the  sorrows  up. 

11  My  heart  dissolves  in  pangs  unknown; 
In  groans  I  waste  my  breath: 

Thy  heavy  hand  hath  brought  me  down, 
Low  as  the  dust  of  death. 

12  Father,  I  give  my  spirit  up, 
And  trust  it  in  thy  hand; 

My  dying  flesh  shall  rest  in  hope, 
And  rise  at  thy  command.] 
C.  M.    Second  Part.  Bedford.  [*] 
V.  20,  21,  27 — 31 .  Christ's  Sufferings  and  Kingdom. 
p  1  "1\TO  W  from  the  roaring  lion's  rage, 
l\   "O  Lord,  protect  thy  Son; 
"Nor  leave  thy  darling  to  engage 
"The  powers  of  hell  alone." 
—2  Thus  did  our  suffering  Saviour  pray. 

With  mighty  cries  and  tears: 
o  God  heard  him  in  that  dreadful  day, 

And  chas'd  away  his  fears. 
—3  Great  was  the  vict'ry  of  his  death, 
His  throne's  exalted  high; 
And  all  the  kindreds  of  the  earth, 

Shall  worship — or  shall  die. 
4  A  num'rous  offspring  must  arise, 

From  his  expiring  groans; 
They  shall  be  reckon'd  in  his  eyes 
For  daughters  and  for  sons. 
e  5  The  meek  and  humble  souls  shall  set 

His  table  richly  spread; 
— And  all  that  seek  the  Lord  shall  be 

With  joys  immortal  fed. 
o  6  The  isles  shall  know  the  righteousness, 
Of  our  incarnate  God; 
And  nations  yet  unborn,  profess 
Salvation  in  his  blood.  St<  AntC** 


PSALM   S2,   £3. 


L.  M,     Carthage,      [b] 
Christ* i  Sufferings  and  "Exaltation. 
p  i  "TWTOVS   let  irnful  songs  record 

il  fhe  rows  of  our  Lord; 

When  be  complahr'd  in  te  irs  and  blood, 

As  one  forsaken  of  his  God. 
e  2  The  Jews  beheld  him  thus  forlorn, 

And  shook  their  heads,  and  laugh'd  in  scorn; 
d  "He  resc  u'd  others  from  the  grave: 

"Now  let  him  try  ;  save. 

:3  "This  is  the  man  did  once  pre  end 

MGod  was  his  Father  and  his  Friend, 

44lf  God  •  'd  him  so, 

"Why  doth  he  fail  to  help  him  no 
o  4  Barbarous  people'  Cruel  'priests! 

.7  they  stood  round  like   s  astfc! 

Like  lions  gaping  to  devour, 

When  God  had  Left  him  in  their  pow'r. 
p  5  They  wound  his  head,  his  hands,  his  feet, 

'Till  streams  of  blood  each  other  meet; 

By  lot  his  garments  they  divide, 

And  mock  the  pangs  in  which  he  died. 
— 6  But  God  his  Father  heard  his  cry; 

0  Rais'd  from  the  dead,  he  reTgris  on  high; 
— The  nations  learn  his  righteousness, 

And  humble  sinners  taste  his  grace. 

PSALM  23.     L.  M.     Green's.  Islington,     [*] 
God  our  Shepherd. 

1  "\-f  V  shepherd  is  the  living  Lord; 

-iTA  Now  shall  my  wants  be  well  supply 'J: 

His  providence  and  holy  word 

Become  my  safety  and  my  guide. 

2  In  pastures  where  salvation  grows, 

He  makes  me  feed,  he  makes  me  rest; 

There  living  water  gently  flows, 

And  all  the  food's  divinely  blest, 
p  3   My  wand 'ring  feet  his  ways  no 
— But  he  restores  my  soul  to  peace, 
o   And  leads  me  for  his  merry  -  Lke, 

In  the  fair  paths  of  right 
p  4  Th.)'  I  walk  thro'  the  gloomy  \ 

Where  death  and  all  its  teiTOurs 


50  PSALM  2i 


—  My  he  irt  and  hope  shall  never  fail, 

o  For  God  my  shepherd's  with  me  th  re. 
e  5  Amidst  the  darkness  and  the  deeps, 
— Thou  art  my  comfort,  thou  my  stay: 
o  Thy  st^ff  supports  my  feeble  steps, 

Thy  rod  directs  my  doubtful  way. 
e  [6  The  sons  of  earth,  and  sons  of  hell, 
Gaze  at  thy  goodness,  and  repine, 
To  see  my  table  spread  so  well, 
With  living  bread  and  chee:  ful  wine.] 
7  How  I  rejoice,  when  on  my  head 
Thy  Spirit  condescends  to  rest? 

0  'Tis  a  divine  anointing  shed, 
Like  oil  of  gladness  at  a  feast.] 

s  8  Surely  the  mercies  of  the  Lord 
Attend  his-  household  all  their  days; 
There  will  I  dwell  to  hear  his  word, 
To  seek  his  face,  and  sing  his  praise. 
CM.     Barhy.     [*] 

1  ["V¥Y  Shepherd  will  supply  my  need; 

1_tA  Jehovah  is  his  name: 
In  pastures  fresh  he  makes  me  feed, 
Beside  the  living  stream, 
o  2  He  brings  my  wand'ring  spirit  back, 
When  I  forsake  his  ways; 
And  leads  me  for  his  mercy's  sake, 
In  paths  of  truth  and  grace. 
e  3  When  I  walk  thro'  the  shades  of  death 
Thy  presence  is  my  stay; 
A  word  of  thy  supporting  breath 
Drives  all  my  fears  away. 
—4  Thy  hand,  in  spite  of  all  my  fees, 

Doth  still  my  table  spread; 
o  My  cup  with  blessings  o\  erflows, 

Thine  oil  anoints  my  head. 
— 5  The  sure  provisions  of  my  God 

Attend  me  all  my  days; 
t  O  may  thy  house  be  my  abode, 
And  all  my  work  be  praise! 
— G  There  would  I  find  a  settled  rest, 
While  others  go  and  come; 
No  more  a  stranger  or  a  guest. 
But  like  a  child  at  home. 


PSALM  23,  24.  51 

S.  M.       Aylesbury,    Dover       [*] 

Gfaft  tender  Care  of  his  People, 

1  rill  IK  Lord  my  shepherd  is, 

JL    1  shall  be  well  supply'd: 
Since  he  is  mine,  and  1  am  his, 
What  can  I  want  beside? 

2  lie  leads  me  to  the  place, 
Where  heavenly  pasture  grows, 

Where  living  waters  gently  pass, 
o         And  full  salvation  flows. 
e      3  If  e'er  I  &o  astray, 
—       lie  doth  my  soul  reclaim; 

And  guides  me  in  his  own  right  way, 
For  his  most  holy  name. 
4  While  he  affords  Ids  aid, 
o         I  cannot  yield  to  fear! 
e  Tho'  I  should  walk  thro'  death's  dark  shade, 
o         My  Shepherd's  with  me  there. 
9     5  In  spite  of  all  my  foes. 

Thou  dost  my  table  spread; 
My  cup  with  blessings  overflows, 

And  joy  exalts  my  head. 
6  The  bounties  of  thy  love 

Shall  crown  my  following  days; 

No!*  from  thy  house  will  1  remove, 

N  p  cease  to  speak  thy  praise. 

PSALM  24.    C.  M.     Abridge,  Bedford.      [*] 

Dwelling-  toith  God, 
1  FT^HE  earth  for  <  \er  is  the  Lord's, 
A    With  Adam's  num'rous  race; 
He  rais'd  r.s  arches  o'er  the  floods, 
And  built  it  on  the  seas. 
t    2   But  who  among  the  sons  of  men 

May  visit  thine  abode? 
d  He  who  h  is  hinds  from  mischief  clean, 
Whose  heart  is  right  with  God? 
3  This  is  the  man  may  rise,  and  take 

The  blessings  of  his  grace; 
This  is  the  Lot  of  those  who  seek 
The  God  of  Jacob's  fare. 
0  4  Now  let  our  soul's  immortal  pow'is 

To  meet  the  Lord  prepares 


52  PSALM  24,  25. 


o  Lift  up  their  everlasting  doors; 

The  King  of  gl  ry's  near. 
e  5  The  King  of  glory — who  can  tell 

The  wonders  of  his  might? 
«— He  rules  the  nations;  but  to  dwell 

With  saints,  is  his  delight. 

L.  M.     Islington,       [*] 
Saints  dwell  in  Heaven:  or,   Chris? 8  Ascension. 
d  1  rilHIS  spacious  earth  is  all  the  Lord's, 

JL  And  men  and  worms  and  beasts  and  birds; 
—He  rais'd  the  building  on  the  seas, 

And  gave  it  for  their  dwelling  place, 
o  2  But  there's  a  brighter  world  on  high, 

Thy  palace,  Lord,  above  the  sky: 
€  Who  shall  ascend  that  blest  abode, 
And  dwell  so  near  his  maker  God? 
d  3  He  who  abhors  and  fears  to  sin, 

Whose  heart  is  pure,  whose  hands  are  clean; 
Him  shall  the  Lord  the  Saviour  bless, 
And  clothe  his  soul  with  righteousness. 

. — 4  These  are  the  men,  the  pious  race, 

Who  seek  the  God.of  Jacob's  face; 
o  These  shall  enjoy  the  blissful  sight, 

And  dwell  in  everlasting  light. 
Pause.     O/iorto. 
o  5  Rejoice,  ye  shining  worlds  on  high, 
—Behold  the  King  of  glory  nigh! 
e  Who  can  this  King  of  glory  be? 
o  The  mighty  Lord,  the  Saviour's  he. 
— *-6  Ye  heav'nly  gates,  your  leaves  display, 

To  make  the  Lord,  the  Saviour,  way; 
o  Laden  with  spoils  from  earth  and  hell, 

The  Conqu'rer  comes  with  God  to  dwell, 
g  7  Rais'd  from  the  dead,  he  goes  before, 

He  opens  heaven's  eternal  door, 

To  give  his  saints  a  blest  abode, 

Near  their  Redeemer  and  their  God. 

PSALM  25.  S.  M.  Is'  Part.  Little  Marlboro',  [b] 
Ver.  1 — 11. —  Waiting- for  Pardon  and  Direction. 
LIFT  my  soul  to  God, 
My  trust  is  in  his  name; 


i 


PSALM  25.  5S 


i    Let  Dot  my  toes  that  ^cck  my  blood 
Still  triumph  in  my  shame. 

p       2  Sin,  and  the  pow'rs  of  hell, 

Persuade  me  to  despair: 
— Lord,  make  me  know  thy  covenant  well, 

That  I  may  'scape  the  snare. 

c       3  From  the  first  dawning  light 
'Till  the  dark  ev'ning  rise, 
For  thy  salvation,  Lord,  I  wait, 
With  ever  longing  eyes. 

c      4  Remember  all  thy  grace, 
And  lead  me  in  thy  truth; 
Forgive  the  sins  of  riper  days, 
And  tollies  of  my  youth. 

—  5  The  Lord  is  just  and  kind, 

The  meek  shall  learn  his  ways; 
And  every  humble  sinner  find 
-The  methods  of  his  grace. 

o       6  For  his  own  goodness1  sake, 

He  saves  my  soul  from  shame; 

He  pardons  (though  my  guilt  be  great,) 

Through  my  Redeemer's  name. 

S.  M.     Skcoxd  Part.     Dover.      [*] 
Ver.  1*2,  14,  10,  13. —  Divine  Instruction, 
r       1  Tm^HFjRE  shall  the  man  be  found, 
▼  T       Who  fears  t'  offend  his  God — 
Who  loves  the  gospel's  joyful  sound, 
And  trembles  at  the  rod? 

—  2  The  Lord  shall  make  him  know 
0  The  secrets  of  his  heart; 

o       The  wonders  of  his  cov'nant  show, 
And  all  his  love  impart. 

—  3  The  dealings  of  his  hand 

Are  truth  and  mercy  still, 
With  such  as  to  his  cov  nant  stand, 

And  love  to  do  his  will, 
v       4  Their  souls  shall  du  i  11  at  ease. 

Before  their  Maker's  f.xe; 
Their  seed  shall  taste  the  promise 

In  their  extensive  grace, 


54  PSALM  25,  26. 

S.    M.     Third  Part.     *SY.  Bridge's,     [b] 
Ver.  15— -22.  ^Backsliding  and  Desertion. 
1  "11  JTINE  eyes  and  my  desire 
Ul    Are  ever  to  the  Lord; 
I  love  to  plead  his  promises, 
And  rest  upon  his  word, 
o      2  Turn,  turn  thee  to  my  soul, 

Bring  thy  salvation  near; 
e  When  will  thy  hand  release  my  feet 

Out  of  the  deadly  snare! 
p       3  When  shall  the  sov'reign  grace 
Of  my  forgiving  God, 
Restore  me  from  those  dangerous  ways, 
My  wandering  feet  have  trod, 
e      4  The  tumult  of  my  thoughts 
Docs  but  enlarge  my  woe; 
p  My  spirit  languishes,  my  heart 
Is  desolate  and  low. 

5  [With  ev'ry  morning  light, 
My  sorrow  new  begins; 

Look  on  my  anguish  and  my  pain, 
And  pardon  all  my  sins. 

pause.  * 

6  Behold  the  hosts  of  hell. 
How  cruel  is  their  hate? 

Against  my  life  they  rise  and  join 
Their  fury  with  deceit.] 

7  O  keep  my  soul  from  death, 
Nor  put  my  hope  to  shame; 

For  I  have  plac'd  my  only  trust 

In  my  Redeemer's  name. 
c       8  With  humble  faith  I  wait, 

To  see  thy  face  again; 
o  Of  Isra'l  it  shall  ne'er  be  said, 
d  He  sought  the  Lord  in  vain. 

PSALM   26.      L.    M.     Quercy.    Bath.     [*] 

Self-Examination:  or,  Evidences  of  Grace. 
1    TUDGE  me,  O  Lord,  and  prove  my  ways; 

tl  And  try  my  reins,  and  try  my  heart; 
My  faith  upon  thy  promise  stays, 
>Tor  from  thy  law  my  feet  depart. 


PSALM  27.  B5 


T  hate  to  walk,  I  hate  to  sit, 

With   men  of  vanity  and  lies; 

The  scoffer  and  the  hypocrite 

Are  the  abhorrence  of  my  eyes, 
o  3   Amongst  thy  saints  will  I  appear. 

With  hands  well  wash'd  in  innocence; 
e  But  when  I  stand  before  thy  bar, 

The  blood  of  Christ  is  my  defence, 
— 4  I  love  thy  habitation,  Lord, 

The  temple  where  thine  honours  dwell; 
c  There  shall  1  hear  thy  holy  word, 

And  there  thy  works  of  wonder  tell. 
— 5  Let  not  my  soul  be  join'd  at  last 

With  men  of  treachery  and  blood; 

Since  1  my  days  on  earth  have  past 

Among  the  saints,  and  near  mv  God. 

PSALM  27.     CM.     First  Part.  Bedford.  [*] 
Ver.  I — 6. — The  Church  our  Delight  and  Safety. 
1  FTVIii.  Lord  of  glory  is  my  light, 
J-      And  my  salvation  too; 
o  God  is  my  strength;  nor  will  I  fear 

What  all  my  foes  can  do. 
— 2  One  privilege  my  heart  desires— 
t       0  grant  me  an  abode 

Among  the  churches  of  thy  saints, 
The  temples  of  my  God. 
—3  There  shall  I  offer  my  requests, 
And  see  thy  beauty  still; 
Shall  hear  thy  messages  of  love, 
And  there  inquire  thy  will. 
e  4  When  troubles  rise,  and  storms  appear, 
—     There  may  his  children  hide; 
0  God  has  a  strong  pavilion,  where 

He  makes  my  soul  abide, 
s  .5  Now  shall  my  head  be  lifted  high. 
Above  my  foes  around; 
And  songs  of  joy  and  victory 
Within  thy  temple  Bound. 
CM.    2nd  Part.    Bar  by.   St.jfxn*. 
Ver.  s,  o,  i.>,  14. — /J  (ope, 

1    OOOX  as  I  heard  my  Father  say, 
d       k5  "Ye  children,  seek,  ra 


56  PSALM  29. 


— My  heart  reply'd  without  delay, 
o  "I'll  seek  my  Father's  face." 
e  2  Let  not  thy  face  be  hid  from  me, 

Nor  frown  my  soul  away; 
e  God  of  my  life,  I  fly  to  thee, 

In  a  distressing  day. 
e  3  Should  friends  and  kindred,  near  and  dear, 

Leave  me  to  want,  or  die; 
o  My  God  would  make  my  life  his  care, 

And  all  my  need  supply. 
— 4  My  fainting  flesh  had  died  with  grief, 

Had  not  my  soul  belie v'd, 
To  see  thy  grace  provide  relief — , 

Nor  was  my  hope  deceived. 
5  Wait  on  the  Lord,  ye  trembling  saints, 

And  keep  your  courage  up; 
o  He'll  raise  your  spirit  when  it  faints, 

And  far  exceed  your  hope. 

PSALM  29.     L.  M.     Psalm  97.    [*] 
Storm  and   Thunder. 

1    |^1  IVE  to  the  Lord,  ye  sons  of  fame, 
XX  Give  to  the  Lord  renown  and  pow'r; 

Ascribe  due  honours  to  his  name, 

And  his  eternal  might  adore. 
o  2  The  Lord  proclaim  his  pow'r  aloud, 

Over  the  ocean  and  the  land; 

His  voice  divides  the  watery  cloud, 

And  lightnings  blaze  at  his  command, 
g  3  He  speaks,  and  tempest,  hail  and  wind, 

Lay  the  wide  forest  bare  around; 
e  The  fearful  hart,  and  frighted  hind, 

Leap  at  the  terrour  of  the  sound, 
g  4  To  Lebanon  he  turns  his  voice, 

And  io,  the  stately  cedars  break; 

The  mountains  tremble  at  the  noise, 

The  vallies  roar,  the  deserts  cmake. 

5  The  Lord  sits  sov'reign  on  the  flood, 

The  Thund'rer  reigns  for  ever  king; 
— But  makes  his  church  his  blest  abode, 

Where  we  his  awful  glories  si 


PSALM  30.  57 


t  6  In  gentler  language  there  the  Lord 

The  counsels  of  his  grace  imparts; 
o  Amidst  the  raging  storm,  his  word 

Speaks  peace  and  courage  to  our  hearts. 

PSALM  Sa     L.  M.    First  Part.    Quercy.     [*] 

Sickness  healed  and  Sorrow  removed. 

1   [X  WILL  extol  thee,  Lord,  on  high; 
JL  At  thy  command  diseases  fly: 

Who  but  a  (rod  can  speak  and  save, 

From  the  dark  borders  of  the  grave:* 
o  2  Sing  to  the  Lord,  ye  saints  of  his. 

And  tell  how  large  his  goodness  is; 

Let  all  your  pow'rs  rejoice  and  bless, 

While  you  record  his  holiness. 
— 3  His  anger  but  a  moment  stays; 

His  love  is  iife  and  length  of  davs: 
e  Tho'  grief  and  tears  the  night  employ, 
o  The  morning  star  restores  the  joy.] 

L.  M.      2nd  Part.     Armley.   [b] 
Ver.  6. — Health,  Sickness,   and  Recovery. 

1  XplRM  was  my  health,  my  day  was  bright, 
JL  And  I  presum'd  'twould  ne'er  be  night; 

Fondly  I  said  within  my  heart, 
d  "Pleasure  and  peace  shall  ne'er  depart." 
— 2  Hut  I  forgot  thine  arm  was  strong, 

Wlvch  made  my  mountain  stand  so  long; 
e  Soon  as  thy  face  began  to  hide, 

My  health  was  gone,  my  comforts  died. 
— 3  I  cry'd  aloud  to  thee,  my  G 
e  "What  canst  thou  profit  by  my  blood? 

••Deep  in  the  dust,  can  I  declare 

•'Thy  truth,  or  sing  thy  goodness  there? 
— 4  "Hear  me,   O  God  of  grace'   I    - 

••And  bring  me  from  among  the  dead:'* 
o  Thy  word  rebuk'd  the  pains  1  felt, 

Thy  pard'ning  love  remov'd  my  guilt. 
— 5   My  groans,  and  tears,  and  forms  of  wee. 

Arc  turn'd  to  joy  and  praises  now; 

I  throw  my  sackcloth  on  the  ground. 

And  ease  and  gladness  gird  me  round. 


58  PSALM  31. 


o  6  My  tongue,  the  glory  of  my  frame, 

Shall  ne'er  be  silent  of  thy  name; 
o  Thy  praise  shall  sound  through  earth  and  hcav'n, 
— For  sickness  heal'd,  and  sins  forgiv'n. 

PSALM  31.  C.  M.  First  Part.  Canterbury   [b] 
Ver.  5,  13 — 19,  22,  23. — Deliverance  from  Death. 

1  TNTO  thy  hand,  O  God  of  truth, 
A    My  spirit  I  commit; 

Thou  hast  redeem'd  my  soul  from  death, 
And  sav'd  me  from  the  pit. 

2  The  passions  of  my  hope  and  fear 
Maintain'd  a  double  strife, 

o  While  sorrow,  pain,  and  sin  conspir'd, 

To  take  away  my  life, 
d  3  "My  times  are  in  thy  hand,"  I  cry'd, 

"Though  I  draw  near  the  dusi  ;" 
—Thou  art  the  refuge  where  I  hide, 

The  God  in  whom  1  trust. 
e  4  O  make  thy  reconciled  face 

Upon  thy  servant  shine; 
And  save  me  for  thy  mercy's  sake, 

For  I'm  entirely  thine. 

PAUSE. 

[5  'Twas  in  my  haste  my  spirit  said, 

'I  must  despair  and  die, 
'I  am  cut  off  be  fore  thine  eyes;' 
o       But  thou  hast  heard  my  cry.] 
—6  Thy  goodness,  how  divinely  free! 
How  wondrous  is  thy  grace, 
To  those  who  fear  thy  majesty, 
And  trust  thy  promises! 
o  7  O  love  th^Lord,  all  ye  his  saints, 

And  sing  his  praises  loud; 
— He'll  bend  his  ear  to  your  complaints, 
And  recompense  the  proud. 

C.  M.     Second  Part-     York.     [*] 
V.  7-13,  18-21. -Deliverance  from  Slander  and  Reproach. 
1  "V/JY  heart  rejoices  in  thy  name, 
JWjL    My  God,  my  help,  my  trust; 
Thou  hast  preserv'd  my  face  from  shame, 
Mine  honour  from  the  dust. 


PSALM  32.  59 


My  Life  is  spent  with  grief/  I  cry'd, 
•My  >  cars  consum'd  in  groans; 
•My  Strength  decays,  mine  eyes  are  dry 'd, 

'And  sorrow  wastes  my  bones.' 
\mong  mine  enemies,  my  name 
Was  a  mere  proverb  grown; 
While  to  my  neighbours,  I  became 

Forgotten  and  unknown. 

4  Slander  and  fear  on  ev'ry  side 

Seiz'd  and  beset  me  round; 

— I  to  the  throne  of  grace  apply'd, 

And  speedy   rescue  found. 

i'SE, 

[5  How  great  deliv*rance  thou  hast  wro't, 

Before  the  sons  of  men! 
The  lying  lips  to  siier.ee  brought, 

And  made  their  boasting  vain! 

6  Thy  children,  from  the  strife  of  tongues, 

..!  thy  pavihon  hide: 
Guard  them  from  infamy  and  wrongs, 
And  crush  the  sons  of  pride.] 

7  Within  thy  secret  presence,  Lord, 
Let  me  forever  dwell; 

9  No  fenced  city*  walPd  and  barr'd 
Secui  t  so  welL 


lLM    32.    S.   M.     Dove?-.     [*] 
Forgiveness  of  Sins  upon  Confession. 
o       1   ||  BLESSED  souls  are  they, 

vJ    Whose  sins  are  covcr'd  o'er; 
Divinely  blest,  to  whom  the  Lord 
Imputes  their  guilt  no  more. 

—    2  They  mourn  their  follies  past, 

•(;  their  hearts  with  (   . 
Th  d  lives,  without  dee. 

ill  pi   >ve  their  faith  sincere. 
ceal'd  my  guilt, 
I  -  "ring  wound; 

— Till  i  Ci  -  to  thee, 

pardon  found, 
o  :o  pray, 

Let  Iteep  near  the  tin    I 


60  PSALM  32. 


Our  help  in  times  of  deep  distress, 
Is  found  in  God  alone. 

C.  M.     Colchester.     [*] 
Free  Pardon  and  sincere  Obedience. 
o  1  [TJ  APPY  the  man  to  wuom  his  God 
XX    No  more  imputes  his  sin; 
But  wash'd  in  kis  Redeemer's  blood, 

Hath  made  his  garments  clean! 
2  Happy,  beyond  expression,  he 

Whose  debts  are  thus  discharg'd; 
And  from  the  guilty  bondage  free, 
He  feels  his  soul  enlarg'd. 
—.3  His  spirit  hates  deceit  and  lies, 
His  words  are  all  sincere; 
He  guards  his  heart,  he  guards  his  eyes, 
To  keep  his  conscience  clear. 
e  4  While  I  my  inward  guilt  supprest, 
No  quiet  could  I  find; 
Thy  wrath  lay  burning  in  my  breast, 
And  rack'd  my  tortur'd  mind. 
— 5  Then  I  confess'd  my  troubled  thoughts, 

My  secret  sins  reveal'd; 
o  Thy  pard'ning  grace  forgave  my  faults, 

Thy  grace  my  pardon  seal'd. 
—6  This  shall  invite  thy  sainrs  to  pray; 
d      When,  like  a  raging  flood, 

Temptations  rise,  our  strength  and  stay 
Is  a  forgiving  God.] 
L.  M.     First  Part.    Green's.   Quercy.     [*] 
Repentance^  Justification)  and  Sanctification. 

1  13  LEST  is  the  man,  for  ever  blest, 
X)  Whose  guilt  is  pardon 'd  by  his  God; 

Whose  sins,  with  sorrow,  are  confess'd, 
And  cover'd  with  his  Saviour's  blood. 

2  Blest  is  the  man  to  whom  the  Lord 
Imputes  not  his  iniquities; 

He  pleads  no  merit  of  reward, 
And  not  on  works,  but  grace  relies. 

3  From  guile  his  heart  and  lips  are  free; 
His  humble  joy,  his  holy  fear, 

With  deep  repentance  well  agree, 
And  join  to  prove  his  faith  sincere. 


PSALM  32,  S3.  61 

o  4  How  glorious  is  that  righteousness, 
That  hides  and  Cancels  all  his  sins! 
While  a  bright  evidence  of  grace, 
Thru*  his  whole  life  appears  and  shines. 

L.  M.     Second  Part.    Qucrcy.  Bath.     [*] 
Conscience  relieved  by   Confession  and  Pardon. 
e  1    'Ift^HlLE  I  keep  silence  and  conceal 
f  ▼     My  heavy  guilt  within  my  heart, 
What  torments  does  my  conscience  feel, 
What  agonies  of  inward  smart! 

2  I  spread  my  sins  before  the  Lord, 
And  all  my  secret  faults  confess; 

— Thy  gv)spel  speaks  a  pardoning  word, 
o  Thy  Holy  Spirit  seals  the  grace. 

3  For  tins  shall  every  humble  soul 
Make  swift  addresses  to  thy  seat; 

e  When  floods  of  huge  temptations  roll, 
— There  shall  they  tind  a  blest  retreat. 

4  How  safe  beneath  thy  wings  I  lie, 

e  When  days  grow  dark  and  storms  appear; 
— And  when  I  walk,  thy  watchful  eye 
Shall  guide  me  safe  from  every  snare. 

PSALM  33.    CM.    1st  Part.   St.  Martin's.  [*] 

Work*  of  Creation  and  Providence. 
o  1  V&EJOICE,  ye  righteous,  in  the  Lord, 

JA  This  work  belongs  to  you; 
Sing  of  his  name,  his  ways,  his  word, 

How  holy,  just  and  ti  ae! 
3  2  His  mercy  and  his  righteousness 

Let  heav'n  and  earth  proclaim; 
— His  W(  rks  of  nature  and  of  grace 

Reveal  his  wondrous  name. 

3  His  wisdom  and  almighty  word 
The  heav  nly  arches  spread; 

And  by  the  Spirit  of  the  Lor'!, 
Their  shining  hosts  were  made. 

4  He  bade  the  liquid  waters  flow 
To  their  appointed  deep; 

The  flowing  seas  their  limits  k: 
And  their  own  stations  keep. 
6 


62  PSALM  53. 


e  5  Ye  tenants  of  the  spacious  earth, 

With  fear  before  him  stand: 
g  He  spake,  and  nature  took  its  birth, 
And  rests  on  his  command. 
6  He  scorns  the  angry  nations  rage, 

And  breaks  their  vain  designs; 
His  counsel  stands  through  every  age. 

And  in  full  glory  shines.  ArundeL 

CM.   Second  Part.     Colchester.     Mear.    [*] 
Creatures  vain:  and  God  all-sufficient. 

1  TJLEST  is  the  nation,  where  the  Lord 
-O  Has  fixed  his  gracious  throne; 

Where  he  reveals  his  heav'nly  word, 
And  calls  their  tribes  his  own. 

2  His  eye,  with  infinite  survey, 
Does  the  whole  world  behold; 

He  fornVd  us  all  of  equal  clay, 
And  knows  our  feeble  mould. 
d  3  Kings  are  not  rescu'd  by  the  force. 
Of  armies,  from  the  grave; 
Nor  speed,  nor  courage  of  an  horse, 
Can  the  bold  rider  save, 
e  4  Vain  is  the  strength  of  beasts,  or  men, 

To  hope  for  safety  thence; 
9  But  holy  souls  from  God  obtain 

A  strong  and  sure  defence. 
e  5  God  is  their  fear,  and  God  their  trust, 
When  plagues  or  famine  spread; 
His   watchful  eye  secures  the  just, 
Among  ten  thousand  dead. 
o  6  Lord,  let  our  hearts  in  thee  rejoice, 
And  bless  us  from  thy  throne; 
For  we  have  made  thy  word  our  choice, 
And  trust  thy  grace  alone. 
P.   M.     First  Part.     St.   Helen's. 
JVorks  of  Creation  and  Prwidence. 
o  1  "\TF.  holy  souls,  in  God  rejoice, 

JL   Your  Maker's  praise  becomes  your  race. 
Great  is  your  theme,  your  songs  be  nc 
Sing  of  his  name,  his  word,  his  ways, 
His  works  of  nature,  ard  of  gr  ace, 
How  wise  and  holy,  just  and  true! 


PSALM  S3. p 

— 2  Justice  and  truth  he  ever  ti  i 

id  the  whole  earth  his  goodness  proves; 
His  word  the  heav'nly  arches  spread: 
c  How  wide  they  shine  from  north  to  south' 
— And  by  the  spirit  of  his  mouth 

Were  all  the  starn'  armies  made. 
3  He  gathers  the  wide  flowing  seas, 
Those  watery  treasures  know  their  place, 
In  the  vast    store-house  of  the  deep: 
g  He  spake — and  gave  all  nature  birth! 
And  fires,  and  seas,  and  heav'n  and  earth, 
His  everlasting  orders  keep. 
a  4  Let  mortals  tremble,  and  adore 
A  God  of  such  resistless  pow'r, 
Nor  dare  indulge  their  feeble  rage: 
— Vain  are  their  thoughts,  and  weak  their  hands; 
g  But  his  eternal  counsel  stands, 

And  rules  the  world  from  age  to  age. 
P.  M.     Second  Part.    Cumberland.     [*] 

Creatures  vain:  and  (iOi)  cJl-suJicitnt. 
o  1   i^|  HAPPY  nation,  where  the  Lord 
U  Reveals  the  treasures  of  his  word, 
And  builds  his  church,  his  earthly  throne: 
— His  eye  the  heathen  world  surveys, 
He  I  irm'd  their  hearts,  he  knows  their  ways; 
But  God,  their  Maker,  is  unknown. 
d  2  Let  kings  rely  upon  their  host, 

And  of  his  strength  the  champion  boast; 
In  vain  they  boast,  in  vain  rely: 
— In  vain  we  trust  the   brutal  force, 
Or  speed  or  courage  of  an  horse, 
To  guard  his  rider,  or  to  ily. 
€  3  The  eye  of  thy  compassion,  Lord, 
Does  more  secure  defence  aflbrd, 

When  death,  or  dangers  threat'ning  stand: 
o  Thy  watchful  eve  pre  serves  the  just, 
Who  make  thy  name  their  fear  and  trust, 
When  »vars  or  famine  waste  the  land. 
—  4  In  sickness,  or  the  bloody  field, 
Thou  our  Physician,  thou  our  shield, 
Send  us  salvation  from  thy  throne: 
e  Wre  wait  to  see  thy  goodness  shine 
o  Let  us  rejoice  in  help  divine, 

For  all  our  hope  is  God  alone. 


64  PSALM    34. 


PSALM  34.     L.  M.     1st  Part.    Portugal.     [*] 

God's  Care  of  Saints:  or,  Deliverance  by  Prayer. 

o  1  T  ORD,  I  will  bless  thee  all  my  days, 

JLi  Thy  praise  shall  dwell  upon  my  tongue; 

My  soul  shall  glory  in  thy  grace, 

While  saints  rejoice  to  hear  the  song. 
— 2  Come  magnify  the  Lord  with  me, 

Come,  let  us  all  exalt  his  name; 

I  sought  the  eternal  God,  and  he, 

Has  not  exposed  my  hope  to  shame. 
e  3  I  told  him  all  my  secret  grief, 

My  secret  groaning  reach'd  his  ears; 
— He  gave  my  inward  pains  relief, 

And  calm'd  the  tumult  of  my  fears. 

4  To  him  the  poor  lift  up  their  eyes, 

Their  faces  feel  the  heav'nly  shine; 

A  beam  of  mercy  from  the  skies 

Fills  them  with  light  and  joy  divine, 
o  5  His  holy  angels  pitch  their  tents, 

Around  the  men  who  serve  the  Lord; 
— O,  fear  and  love  him,  all  ye  saints, 

Taste  of  his  grace,  and  trust  his  word. 

6  The  wild  young  lions,  pinch'd  with  pain 

And  hunger,  roar  through  all  the  wood; 

0  But  none  shall  seek  the  Lord  in  vain, 

Nor  want  supplies  of  real  good.         Islington. 

L.  M.    Second  Part.     ['*]     Bath. 
Ver.  11 — 22. — Religions  Education. 

1  [i^HILDREN,  in  years  and  knowledge  young, 

\j  Your  parents'  hope,  your  parents'  joy, 

Attend  the  counsels  of  my  tongue, 

Let  pious  thoughts  your  minds  employ. 
e  2  If  you  desire  a  length  of  days, 

And  peace  to  crown  your  mortal  state; 
—.Restrain  your  feet  from  sinful  ways, 

Your  lips  from  slander  and  deceit. 

3  The  eyes  of  God  regard  his  saints, 

His  ears  are  open  to  their  cries; 
d  He  sets  his  frowning  face  against 

The  sons  of  violence  and  lies. 


PSALM    34. Im 

e  4  To  humble  souls  and  broken  hearts, 

God  with  his  grace  is  ever  nigh; 

Pardon  and  hope  his  love  imparts, 

When  men  in  deep  contrition  lie. 
— 5  He  tells  their  tears,  he  counts  their  groans, 

His  Son  redeems  their  souls  from  death; 
o  His  Spirit  heals  their  broken  bones, 
o  They  in  his  praise  employ  their  breath.] 

CM*     First  Part.     St.Ann'**     [*] 

Ver.  1 — 10. — Prayer  mid  Praise  fur  eminent  Deliverance* 

1  [T'LL  bless  the  Lord  from  day  to  day; 

I.   How  good  are  all  his  ways! 
Ye  humble  souls  that  use  to  pray, 
Come,  help  my  lips  to  praise. 

2  Sing  to  the  honour  of  his  name, 
How  a  poor  sinner  cry'd; 

Nor  was  his  hope  exposM  to  shame, 

Nor  was  his  suit  deny'd. 
e  3  When  thrcatYnng  sorrows  round  me  stood., 

And  endless  fears  arose, 
Like  the  loud  billows  of  a  flood, 

Redoubling  all  my  woes; — 
c   1  1  told  the  Lord  my  sore  distress, 

With  heavy  groans  and  tears; 
— He  gave  my  sharpest  torments  ease. 

And  silene'd  all  my  fears. 

TAUSE. 

o  5  O  sinners,  come  and  taste  his  love, 
Come  learn  his  pleasant  ways, 
And  let  your  own  experience  prove 
The  sweetness  of  his  grace. 
— 6  lie  bids  his  angels  pitch  their  tents, 
Round  where  his  children  dwell; 
'What  ill  their  heavenly  care  prevents, 
No  earthly  tongue  can  tell. 
o7  O  love  the  Lord,  ye  saints  of  his; 
His  eve  regards  the  jti;.t; 
Ho  v  richlj  blest  their  p 

Who  make  the  Lord  their  U  . 
— S  Young  lions  pmch'd  with  hunger  roai 
And  ianush'd  in  the  wood; 


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■ ■   -        — ■ — 

o  But  God  supplies  i>is  holy  poor, 
With  every  needful  good.] 

C.  M.     Second  Part.     York.     St.  Martin's.  [*] 
Ver.  11 — 22. — Exhortations  to  Faith  and  Holiness. 

1  pOME,  children,  learn  to  fear  the  Lord; 
^J  And  that  your  days  be  long, 

Let  not  a  false,  or  spiteful  word 
Be  found  upon  your  tongue. 

2  Depart  from  mischief,  practise  love, 
Pursue  the  work  of  peace; 

So  shall  the  Lord  \  our  ways  approve, 
And  set  your  souls  at  ease. 

3  His  eyes  awake  to  guard  the  just, 
His  ears  attend  their  cry: 

When  broken  spirits  dwell  in  dust, 

The  God  of  grace  is  nigh. 
e  4  What  though  the  sorrows.,  here  they  taste, 

Are  sharp  and  tedious  too; 
o  The  Lord,  who  saves  themall  at  last, 

Is  their  supporter  now. 
e  5  Evil  shall  smite  the  wicked  dead; 
—    But  God  secures  his  own; 

Prevents  the  mischief  when  they  slide. 

Or  heals  the  broken  bone. 
e  6  When  desolation,  like  a  flood, 

O'er  the  proud  sinner  rolls, 

0  Saints  find  a  refuge  in  their  God, 

For  he  redeenVd  their  souls. 

PSALM  35.     C.  M.     First  Part. 
Prayer  and  Faith  of  persecuted  Saints. 

1  [^VfOW  plead  my  cause,  Almighty  God, 

j3i    With  all  the  sons  of  strife; 
And  fight  against  the  men  of  blood, 

Who  fight  against  my  life. 
2  Draw  out  thy  spear,  and  stop  their  way, 

Lift  thine  avenging  rod; 
But  to  my  soul  in  mercy  say, 

4 1  am  thy  Saviour  God.' 
7>  They  plant  their  snares  to  catch  my  feet, 

And  nets  of  mischief  spread: 


PSALM    S).  67 

Plunge  the  destroyers  in  the  pit, 
That  their  own  hands  have  made. 

4  Let  fogs  and  darkness  hide  their  way, 

And  slipp'ry  be  their  ground; 
Thy  wrath  shall  make  their  lives  a  prey, 
And  all  their  rage  confound. 

5  They  fly  like  chaff  before  the  wind, 
Before  thine  angry  breath; 

The  angel  of  the  Lord  behind, 
Pursues  them  down  to  death. 

6  They  love  the  road  that  leads  to  hcli. 

Then  let  the  rebels  die, 
Whose  malice  is  implacable 
Against  the  Lord  on  high. 

7  But  if  thou  hast  a  chosen  few, 
Amongst  that  impious  race; 

Divide  them  from  the  bloody  crew, 
By  thy  surprising  grace. 

8  Then  will  I  raise  my  tuneful  voice, 
To  make  thy  wonders  known; 

In  their  salvation  I'll  rejoice, 
And  biess  thee  for  my  own.] 

CM.     2d  Part.      Hymn2d.  Barby.    [*] 
Vertc  19,  IS,  14.    Love  to  Enemies:  David  and  Christ. 

e  1    TlEIIOLD  the  love,  the  generous  love, 
_I3     That  holy  David  shows; 
See  how  his  kind  affections  move 
To  his  afflicted  foes! 
— 2  When  they  are  sick,  his  soul  complains, 
And  seems  to  feel  the  smart; 
The  spirit  of  the  gospel  reigns, 

And  melts  his  pious  heart. 
3  How  did  his  flowing  tears  condole, 

As  for  a  brother  dead! 
And  fasting  mortify  his  soul, 
While  for  their  life  he  pray'd. 
d  4  They  groan,  and  curse  him  on  their  bed, 
e       Yet  still  he  pleads  and  mourns: 
— And  double  blessings  on  his  bead 
The  righteous  Gud  retail 


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o  5  O  glorious  type  of  heav'nly  grace! 

Thus  Christ  the  Lord  appears; 
— While  sinners  curse,  the  Saviour  prays, 
t       And  pities  them  with  tears. 
— 6  He,  the  true  David,  Israel's  King, 

Blest  and  beiov'd  of  God, 
o  To  save  us  rebels,  dead  in  sin, 

Paid  his  own  dearest  blood. 

PSALM  36.    L.  M.  Old  Hundred.  Sheffield.  [*] 
Ver.  5 — 9.     Perfections \  Providence,  and  Grace  of  Gon. 

1  TTIGH  in  the  heavens,  eternal  God, 
XT-  Thy  goodness  in  full  glory  shines; 

Thy  truth  shall  break  thro'  every  clouu, 
That  veils  and  darkens  thy  designs, 

2  Forever  firm  thy  justice  stands. 
As  mountains  their  foundations  keep; 
Wise  are  the  wonders  of  thine  hands, 
Thy  judgments  are  a  mighty  deep. 

3  Thy  Providence  is  kind  and  large, 
Both  man  and  beast  thy  bounty  share; 
The  whole  creation  is  thy  charge, 

o  But  saints  are  thy  peculiar  care. 
e  4  My  God,  how  excellent  thy  grace, 

Whence  all  our  hope  and  comfort  springs! 
— The  sons  of  Adam>  in  distress, 

Fly  to  the  shadow  of  thy  wings. 

5  From  the  provisions  of  thy  house, 

We  shall  be  fed  with  sweet  repast; 
o  There  mercy  like  a  river  flows, 

And  brings  salvation  to  our  taste. 
o  6  Life,  like  a  fountain  rich  and  free, 

Springs  from  the  presence  of  my  Lord; 

And  in  thy  light,  our  souls  shall  see 
^The  glories  promis'd  in  thy  word. 

C.  M.     Mear.       [*] 
Ver.  1,  2,  5,  6,  7,  9.    Practical  JHhetim  exposed. 

1   [\l/r^1L^  men  Srow  bold  in  wicked  ways, 

vT     And  yet  a  God  they  own; 
My  heart  within  me  often  says, 

•Their  thoughts  believe  there's  none.' 


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2  Their  thoughts  and  ways  at  once  declare, 
Whate'er  their  lips  profess; 

God  hath  no  wrath  for  them  to  fear, 

Nor  will  they  seek  his  grace, 
e  3  What  strange  self-flatt'ry  blindstheir  ei 
d       But  there's  a  hast'ning  hour 

When  they  shall  see  with  sore  surprise, 

The  terrours  of  thy  pow'r. 
4  Thy  justice  shall  maintain  its  throne, 

Though  mountains  melt  away; 
Thy  judgments  are  a  world  unknown, 

A  deep  unfathonvd  sea. 
— 5  Above  these  heavVs  created  rounds, 

Thy  mercies,  Lord,  extend; 
o  Thy  truth  outlives  the  narrow  bounds, 

Where  time  and  nature  end. 
— G  Safety  to  man  thy  goodness  brings, 

Nor  overlooks  the  beast; 
Beneath  the  shadow  of  thy  wings 

Thy  children  choose  to  rest. 
e  7  From  thee,  when  creature-streams  run  low, 

And  mortnl  comforts  die, 
o  Perpetual  springs  of  life  shall  flow, 

And  raise  our  pleasures  high. 
e  8  Though  all  created  light  decay, 

And  death  close  up  our  eyes; 
o  Thy  presence  makes  eternal  day, 

Where  clouds  can  never  rise.] 

S.  M.     Wahdt.     [*1 
Ver,  1—7.    Wickedness  of  Man,  and  JMajcsty  of  God. 
1   [A^rHRN  man  grows  bold  in  sin, 
?  I     My  heart  within  me  cries, 
d  'He  hath  no  faith  of  God  within, 
'Not  fear  before  his  eyes.' 

—  2  He  walks  a  while  conceal'd, 
In  a  sclf-flatt'ring  dream; 

e  Till  his  dark  crimes,  at  once  reveal'd, 
Expose  his  hateful  name. 

—  3  His  heart  is  false  and  foul, 
His  words  are  smooth  and  fa 

Wisdom  is  banish'd  from  his  soul, 
And  leaves  no  goodness  there 


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4  He  plots  upon  his  bed, 

New  mischiefs  to  fulfil: 
He  sets  his  heart,  and  hands,  and  head, 

To  practise  all  that's  ill. 
e      5  But  there's  a  dreadful  God, 

Though  men  renounce  his  fear; 
His  justice,  hid  behind  a  cloud, 

Shall  one  great  day  appear, 
o       6  His  truth  transcends  the  sky, 

In  heav'n  his  mercies  dwell; 
e  Deep  as  the  sea  his  judgments  lie, 
a       His  anger  burns  to  hell. 
a      7  How  excellent  his  love, 

Whence  all  our  safety  springs; 
€  O  never  let  my  soul  remove 

From  underneath  his  wings!] 

PSALM  37.    CM.    1st  Part.    Walsal.  [b] 
Ver.  1 — 15.     Cure  of  Envyy  Fretfuhie$s>  and  Unbelief. 

e  1  TIl^HY  should  I  vex  my  soul,  and  fret, 
▼  f    To  see  the  wicked  rise? 
Or  envy  sinners,  waxing  great 
By  violence  and  lies? 
e  2  As  flowery  grass,  cut  down  at  noon, 
Before  the  evening  fades; 
So  shall  their  glories  vanish  scon, 
In  everlasting  shades. 
—3  Then  let  me  irmke  the  Lord  my  trust. 

And  practice  all  that's  good; 
o  So  shall  I  dwell  among  the  just, 

And  he'll  provide  me  food. 
— 4  I  to  my  God  my  ways  commit, 
And  cheerful  wait  his  will; 
Thy  hand,  which  guides  my  doubtful  feet, 
Shall  my  desires  fulfil. 

5  Mine  innocence  shalt  thou  display, 
And  make  thy  judgments  known, 

Fair  as  the  light  of  dawning  day, 
o       x\nd  glorious  as  the  noon. 

6  The  meek  at  last  the  earth  possess, 
And  are  the  heirs  of  heav'n; 


PSALM  37.  n 


True  riches,  with  abundant  peace, 
To  humble  souls  are  giv'n. — 

PAUSE. 

7  [Rest  in  the  Lord,  and  keep  his  way, 
Nor  let  your  anger  rise, 

Though  Providence  should  long  delay 
To  punish  haughty  vice. 

8  Let  sinners  join  to  break  your  peace, 
And  plot,  and  rage,  and  toam; 

The  Lord  derides  them,  for  he  sees 
Their  day  of  vengeance  come. 

9  They  have  drawn  out  the  threat'ning  sword, 
Have  bent  the  murd'rous  bow, 

To  slay  the  men  who  fear  the  Lord, 
And  bring  the  righteous  low. 

10  My  God  shall  brenk  their  bows,  and  burn 
Their  persecuting  darts; 

Shall  their  own  swords  against  them  turn, 
*  And  pain  surprise  their  hearts.]     Canterbury, 

C.  M.    Second  Part.    Abridge.  York.     [*] 
Ver.  16,  21 — 31.    Religion  in  Words  and  Deeds. 

1  ly'HY  do  the  wealthy  wicked  boast, 

▼  ▼     And  grow  profanely  bold? 
The  meanest  portion  of  the  just, 
Excels  the  sinner's  gold. 

2  The  wicked  borrows  of  his  friends, 
But  ne'er  designs  to  pay; 

The  saint  is  merciful,  and  lends, 
Nor  turns  the  poor  away. 

3  His  alms  with  liberal  heart  he  gives. 
Among  the  sons  of  need; 

His  mem'ry  to  long  ages  lives. 
And  blessed  is  his  seed. 

4  His  lips  abhor  to  talk  profane. 
To  slander,  or  defraud; 

His  ready  tongue  dec  lares  to  men 
What  he  has  learn'd  of  God. 

5  The  law  and  gospel  of  the  L 
Deep  in  his  heart  abide; 

Led  by  the  Spirit  and  the  word, 


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6  When  sinners  fall,  the  righteous  stand, 

Preserv'd  from  every  snare; 
They  shall  possess  the  proinis'd  land, 

And  dwell  for  ever  there. 

C.  M.     Third  Part.     Colchester.  Arundel.  [*] 
Ver.  23—37.     The  Righteous  and  the  Wicked* 

1  1V/JY  God,  the  steps  of  pious  men 
!▼  J.  Are  order'd  by  thy  will; 

Though  they  should  fall,  they  i  ise  again, 
Thy  hand  supports  them  still. 

2  The  Lord  delights  to  see  their  ways, 
Their  virtue  he  approves; 

He'll  ne'er  deprive  them  of  his  grace, 
Nor  leave  the  men  he  loves. 

3  The  heavenly  heritage  is  theirs, 
Their  portion  and  their  home; 

He  feeds  them  now,  and  makes  them  heirs 

Of  blessings  long  to  come. 
o  4  [Wait  on  the  Lord,  ye  sons  of  men, 

Nor  fear  when  tyrants  frown; 
Ye  shall  confess  their  pride  was  vain, 

When  justice  casts  them  down.] 

PAUSE. 

e  5  The  haughty  sinner  I  have  seen, 

Not  fearing  man,  nor  God; 
Like  a  tall  bay-tree,  fair  and  green, 

Spreading  his  arms  abroad. 
— 6  And,  lo,  he  vanished  from  the  ground, 

Destroyed  by  hands  unseen; 
e  Nor  root,  nor  branch,  nor  leaf,  was  found, 

Where  all  that  pride  had  been, 
d  7  But  mark  the  man  of  righteousness, 

His  several  steps  attend; 
o  True  pleasure  runs  through  all  his  ways, 

And  peaceful  is  his  end. 

PSALM  38.     C.  M.     Plymouth,    [b] 
Guilt  of  Conscience  and  Relief. 
p  1     A  MIDST  thy  wrath  remember  love. 
J\.    Restore  thy  servant  Lord; 
Nor  let  a  father's  chast'ning  prove 
Like  an  avenger's  sword. 


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i1  Thine  arrows  stick  within  my  heart, 

My  flesh  is  sorely  prest; 
Between  the  sorrow  and  the  smart, 
My  spirit  finds  no  rest. 
c  3  My  sins  a  heavy  load  appear, 

And  o'er  my  bead  arc  gone; 
p  The  burden,  Lord,  I  cannot  bear, 
Nor  e'er  the  guilt  at  me. 

4  My  thoughts  are  like  a  troubled  sea> 
My  head  still  bendi-.g  down; 

And  I  go  mourning  all  the  day, 
Beneath  my  Father's  frown. 

5  [Lord,  I  am  weak  and  broken  sore, 

DC  of  my  pow'rs  are  whole; 
The  inward  anguibh  makes  me  roar, 
The  anguish  of  my  soul.] 
— G  Ali  my  desire  to  thee  is  known, 
Thine  eye  counts  every  tear; 
And  every  sigh,  and  every  groan, 
Is  noticed  by  thine  ear. 
o  7  Thou  art  my  God,  my  only  hope, 
My  God  will  hear  my  cry; 
M)  God  will  bear  my  spirit  up, 

When  Satan  bids  me  die. 
[8  My  foot  is  ever  apt  to  slide, 

My  foes  rejoice  to  sec'i; 
They  raise  their  pleasure  and  their  pride, 
When  they  supplant  my  feet. 
e  9  But  I'll  confess  my  guilt  to  thee, 

And  grieve  for  all  my  sin; 
p  1*11  mourn  how  weak  my  graces  be, 

And  beg  support  divine. 
e  10  My  God  forgive  my  follies  past, 
And  be  for  ever  nigh; 
O  Lord  of  my  salvation  haste 
Before  thy  servant  die.] 


PSALM  39.    CM.    First  Part.    Barby.  [*] 

Verse  I,  2,  3.     Prudence  and  ZeaL 

1  FTU1US  I  resolved  before  the  Lord, 

d        X      "Now  will  I  watch  my  tongue; 
"Lest  I  let  slip  one  sinful  word, 
"Or  do  my  neighbour  wrong," 
7 


74  PSALM  39. 


— 2  It*  I  am  e'er  constrain'd  to  stay 
With  men  of  lives  profane, 
I'll  set  a  doable  guard  that  day, 
Nor  let  my  talk  be  vain. 

3  I'll  scarce  allow  my  lips  to  speak 
The  pious  thoughts  I  feel; 

Lest  scoffers  should  th'  occasion  take 

To  mock  my  holy  zeal, 
o  4  Yet  if  some  proper  hour  appear, 

I'll  not  be  over  aw'd; 
o  But  let  the  scoffing  sinners  hear, 

That  I  can  speak  for  God. 

CM.   Second  Part.   Bangor.  Canterbury,  [b] 
Verse  4,  5,  6,  7.     The  Vanity  of  J\la?i  as  mortal. 
1   np&ACH  me  the  measure  of  my  days, 

A     Thou  Maker  of  my  frame; 
I  would  survey  life's  narrow  space, 
And  learn  how  frail  I  am. 
e  2  A  span  is  all  that  we  can  boast, 
An  inch  or  two  of  time; 
Man  is  but  vanity  and  dust, 
In  all  his  flow'r  and  prime. 
e   3  See  the  vain  race  of  mortals  move, 

Like  shadows  o'er  the  plain; 
o  They  rage  and  strive,  desire  and  love, 

—  But  all  their  noise  is  vain. 

4  Some  walk  in  honour's  gaudy  show; 
Some  dig  for  golden  ore; 

They  toil  for  heirs  they  know  not  who, 
And  straight  are  seen  no  more. 

e  5  What  should  I  wish,  or  wait  for  then, 

From  creatures,  earth  and  dust? 
e  They  make  our  expectations  vain, 

And  disappoint  our  trust. 

—  6  Now  I  forbid  my  carnal  hope, 

My  fond  desires  recal; 
I  give  my  mortal  interest  up, 
And  make  my  God  my  all. 
CM.    Third  Part.    Dorset.    Bishofisgate.    [b] 

Ver.  9 — 15.     Sick-bed  Devotion. 
P  I    #~^OL>  of  my  life,  look  gently  down, 
"    Behold  the  pains  I  feel; 


rSALM  40.  75 


€   But  I  am  dumb  before  tliy  throne, 
Nor  dare  dispute  thy  will. 

— '3  Diseases  are  thy  servants,  Lord, 
They  come  at  thy  command; 
I'll  not  attempt  a  murrri'ring  word, 
Against  thy  chast'ning  hand, 
c  3  Yet  may  I  plead  with  humble  cries, 
Remove  thy  sharp  rebukes; 
My  Strength  consumes,  my  spirit  dies, 
Through  thy  repeated  strokes. 
p  4  Ci  ush'd  as  a  moth  beneath  thy  hand, 
We  moulder  to  the  dust; 
Our  feeble  pow'rs  can  ne'er  withstand, 

And  all  our  beauty's   lost. 
5   [This  mortal  life  decays  apace, 

How  soon  the  bubble's  broke; 
Adam  and  all  his  num'rous  race 
Are  vanity  and  smoke  ] 
— 6  I'm  but  a  sojourner  below, 
As  all  my  fathers  were; 
May  I  be  well  prepared  to  go, 
When  I  the  summons  hear. 
7  But  if  my  life  be  spared  a  while, 
Before  my  last  remove, 
o  Thy  praise  shall  be  my  business  still, 
And  I'll  declare  thy  love. 

PSALM  40.  C.  M.  1st  Part.  Abridge,  York.  [*] 

Ver.  1,  2,  3,  5,  17.    A  Song  of  Deliverance  from  l)i 

e  1  T  WAITED  patient  for  the  Lord; 
A  He  bow'd  to  hear  my  cry; 
He  saw  me  resting  on  his  word, 
And  brought  salvation  nigh. 

— 2  He  rais'd  me  from  a  horrid  pit, 
Where  mourning  long  I  lay; 
And  from  my  bonds  released  my  feet, 
Deep  bonds  of  miry  clay. 

o  3  Firm  on  a  rock  he  made  me  stand, 
And  taught  my  cheerful  tone 
To  praise  the  wonders  of  his  hand, 
In  a  new  thankful  son£. 


re  psalm  40. 


*>  4  I'll  spread    .is  works  of  grace  abroad; 
The  saints  with  joy  shall  hear; 
Anrl  sinners  learn  to  make  my  God 
Their  only  hope  and  fear. 
r  5  How  many  are  thy  thoughts  of  love! 

Thy  mercies,  Lord,  how  great! 
— We  have  not  words,  nor  hours  enough, 
Their  numbers  to  repeat. 
6  When  I'm  afflicted,  poor  and  low, 
And  light  and  peace  depart; 
9  My  God  beholds  my  heavy  woe, 

And  bears  me  on  his  heart. 
C.  M.    Secoxd  Part.    Sunday.   Bethlehem.  [*] 

Ver.  6 — 9.     The  Incarnation  and  Sacrifice  of  Christ. 
d  1  PX1HUS  saith  the  Lord,  "Your  work  is  vain, 
A     "Give  your  burnt  offerings  o'er; 
"In  dying  goats,  and  bullocks  slain, 
"My  soul  delights  no  more.'* 

2  Then  spake  the  Saviour,  44Lo,  I'm  here; 
"My  God,  to  do  thy  will; 

"Whatever  thy  sacred  books  declare, 
"Thy  servant  shall  fulfil." 

3  ['Thy  law  is  ever  in  my  sight, 
*I  keep  it  near  my  heart; 

4Mine  ears  are  open'd  with  delight 
'To  what  thy  lips  impart.'] 
o  4  And  see — the  blest  Redeemer  comes — 
Th'  eternal  Son  appears; 
And  at  the  appointed  time  assumes 
The  body  God  prepares. 
— 5  Much  he  reveal'd  his  Father's  grace, 
And  much  his  truth  be  show'd; 
And  preach'd  the  way  of  righteousness, 
Where  great  assemblies  stood. 
e  6  His  Father's  honour  touch'd  his  heart, 
He  pitied  sinner's  cries; 
And,  to  fulfil  a  Saviour's  part, 
Was  made  a  sacrifice. 
p  7  No  blood  of  beasts,  on  altars  shed, 
Could  wash  the  conscience  clean; 
o  But  the  rich  sacrifice  he  paid 
Atones  for  all  our  sin. 


PSALM  40,  41.  77 

o  8  Then  was  the  great  salvation  spread, 

And  Satan's  kingdom  sh  ok; 
Thus  by  the  Woman's  Promls'd  Seed, 

The  serpent's  head  was  broke. 

L.  M.     Islington.     [*] 

Vlm\  5  — 10.      Christ  our  Sacrifice. 

1  [rilHE  wonders  Lord,  tin  love  has  wrought, 

A    Kxceed  our  praise,  surmount  our  tho't; 

Should  I  attempt  the  long  detail, 

Mv  speech  would  faint,  my  numbers  fail. 
NTo  blood  of  beasts  on  altars  spilt, 
ill  cleanse  the  souls  of  men  from  guilt; 
—Hut  thou  hast  set  before  our  eyes 

An  all  sufficient  sacrifice. 
0  3  Lo!  thine  eternal  Son  appears, 

To  thy  designs  he  bows  his  ears; 

Assumes  a  body  well  preparM, 

And  well  performs  a  work  so  hard, 
d  4  'Behold  I  come  the  Saviour  cries, 

With  love  and  duty  in  his  eyes; 

*I  come  to  bear  the  heavy  load 

'Of  sins,  and  do  thy  will  my  God. 

5  ' '  Tis  written  in  thy  great  decree, 
1 ' Tis  in  the  book  foretold  of  me, 

'I  must  fulfil  the  Saviour's  part; 
'And  lo!  thy  law  is  in  my  heart. 

6  I'll  magnify  thy  holy  law, 
'And  rebels  to  obedience  draw, 
'When  on  my  cross  I'm  lifted  high, 
'Or  to  my  crown  above  the  sky. 

7  'The  Spirit  shall  descend  and  show 
'What  thou  hast  done,  and  what  1  do; 
'The  wond'ring  world  shall  learn  thy  grace, 
'Thy  wisdom  and  thy  righteousness.'] 

PSALM  41.     L.  M.     Armleu.     Shod.     [*] 
Ver.  i,  2,  S.    The  merciful  Man, 

1  T3LEST  is  the  mm,  whose  bowels  move, 
13     And  melt  with  pity  to  the  poor; 
p  Whose  soul,  by  sympai  \e, 

Feels  what  his  fellow  saints  endure. 
— 2  His  heart  contrives  for   their  H 
More  good  than  his  own  h  mds  can  t\o; 
•7 


8  PSALM  42. 


e  He,  in  a  time  of  gen'ral  grief, 

— Shall  find  the  Lord  has  mercy  too. 

3  His  soul  shall  live  secure  on  earth, 

With  secret  blessings  on  his  head; 
o  When  drought,  and  pestilence,  and  death, 

Around  him  multiply  their  dead. 
c  4  Or,  if  he  languish  on  his  couch, 
— God  will  pronounce  his  sins  forgi\  'n; 

0  Will  save  him  with  a  healing  touch, 
Or  take  his  willing  soul  to  heav'n. 

PSALM  42.  CM.  First  Part.   Plymouth,  [b] 
Ver.  1 — 5.     Desertion  and  Hope. 

1  W7^TH  earnest  longings  of  the  mind, 
e     T  ▼       My  God,  to  thee  I  look; 

— So  pants  the  hunted  hart  to  find, 

And  taste  the  cooling  brook. 
e.    2  When  shall  I  see  thy  courts  of  grace, 

And  meet  my  God  again? 
e  So  long  an  absence  from  thy  face 

My  heart  endures  with  pain. 
3  Temptations  vex  my  weary  soul, 

And  tears  are  my  repast; 
— The  foe  insults  without  control, 
d       "And  where's  your  God  at  last?" 
p  4  'Tis  with  a  mournful  pleasure  now 

I  think  on  ancient  days; 
Then  to  thy  house  did  numbers  go, 

And  all  our  work  was  praise. 
e   5  But  why>  my  soul,  sunk  down  so  far, 

Beneath  this  heavy  load? 
Why  d0  my  thoughts  indulge  despair, 

And  sin  against  my  God? 
—6  Hope  in  the  Lord,  whose  mighty  hand 

Can  all  thy  woes  remove, 
o  For  I  shall  yet  before  him  stand, 

And  sing  restoring  love. 

L.  M.     Babylon.     [*] 
Ver.  6 — 11.    JI'jpc  in  AJJliction. 
Y   spirit  sinks  within  me,  Lord — 
Bat  I  will  call  thy  name  to  mind; 


I'M 


PSALM  44.  7$ 

And  times  of  pasj  distress  record, 

When  I  have  found  my  Qod  was  kind. 
e  2  Huge  troubles,  with  tumultuous  noise, 

Swell  like  a  sea,  and  round  me  spread; 

Thy  water-spouts  drown  all  my  j 
1  rising  waves  roll  o'er  my  head. 
— 3  Vet  will  the  Lord  command  his  love, 

When  I  address  his  throne  by  day; 

Nor  in  the  night  his  grace  remove, 

The  night  shall  hear  me  sing  and  pray. 
t   4  I'll  cast  myself  before  his  feet, 
(1  And  say,  'My  (?od,  my  heav'nly  Rock, 
p  'Why  doth  thy  love  so  long  forget 

•The  soul  that  groans  beneath  thy  stroke?* 
—  5  I'll  chide  my  heart  that  sinks  so  low, 
t    Why  should  my  soul  indulge  in  grief? 
'    Hope  in  the  Lord,  and  praise  him  too; 

lie  is  my  rest,  my  sure  relief. 
n  6  Thy  light  and  truth  shall  guide  me  still; 

Thy  word  shall  my  best  thoughts  employ, 

And  lead  me  to  thy  holy  hill, 

M\  Clod,  my  most  exceeding  joy* 

~  PSALM" 44.    CM.    Chi?: a.  Bedford,  [b] 
V.  l,^.^,!;")--^,   The  Church',8  Complaint  in  Persecution. 

1  I    ORD,  we  have  heard  thy  works  of  old, 
I  A     Thy  works  of  power  and  grace, 

When  to  our  ears  our  fathers  told 
The  wonders  of  their  days: — 

2  How  thou  didst  build  thy  churches  here, 
And  make  thy  gospel  known; 

0  Amongst  them  did  thine  arm  appear, 

Thy  light  and  glory  shone. 
o  3  In  God  they  boasted  all  the  day, 

And  in  a  cheerful  throng, 
Did  thousand*  meet  to  praise  and  pray, 

Aad  i;i\ice  was  all  their  song. 

But  now  our  souls  are  seiz'd  with  shame, 
Confusion  fills  our  face, 
To  hear  the  enemy  blaspheme, 
And  fools  reptoach  thy  grace. 
—.5    [Vet  have  we  not  forgot  our  God, 
ly  dealt  with  heav'o; 


80  PSALM  4: 


Nor  have  our  steps  declin'd  the  road 

Of  duty  thou  hast  giv'n. 
e  6  Though  dragons  all  around  us  roar, 

With  their  destructive  breath, 
And  thine  own  hand  has  bruis'd  us  sore, 

Hard  by  the  gates  of  death. 

PAUSE. 

7  We  are  expos'd  all  day  to  die, 

As  martyrs  for  thy  cause; 
As  sheep  for  slaughter  bound  we  lie 
By  sharp  and  bloody  laws.] 
— 8  Awake,  arise,  Almighty  Lord, 
Why  sleeps  thy  wonted  grace! 
e  Why  should  we  look  like  men  abhorr'd, 
Or  banish 'd  from  thy  face? 
9   [Wilt  thou  forever  cast  us  off, 

And  still  neglect  our  cries? 
Forever  hide  thine  heav'nly  love, 
From  our  afflicted  eyes.' 
p  10  Down  to  the  dust  our  soul  is  bow'd, 

And  dies  upon  the  ground; 
d  Rise  for  our  help,  rebuke  the  proud, 

And  all  their  pow'rs  confound.] 
—11  Redeem  us  from  perpetual  shame, 
Our  Saviour,  and  our  God; 
We  plead  the  honours  of  thy  name, 
The  merits  of  thy  blood. 

PSALM  45.    S.  M.    Dover.      [*] 
The  Glory  of  Christ. 
1  ["%/I'Y  Saviour  and  my  King, 
.lYl.  Thy  beauties  are  divine; 
Thy  lips  with  blessings  overflow, 
And  ev'ry  grace  is  thine, 
o       2  Now  make  thy  glories  known, 
—         Gird  on  thy  dreadful  sword, 
And  ride  in  majesty,  to  spread 
The  conquests  of  thy  word* 
3  Strike  through  thy  stubborn  fees, 
e  Or  melt  their  hearts  t'obey; 

—While  justice,  meekness,  grace,  and  truth, 
Attend  thy  glorious  way. 


PSALM  45.  81 


o      4   1  hy  I  iws  o  God,  are  right, 

Thy  throne  shall  eyer  stand; 
And  thy  victorious  gospel  proves 

\  sceptre  in  thy  hand. 
o       5  Thy  Father  and  thy  God, 

—  Hath,  without  measure,  shed 

His  Spirit  like  a  joyful  oil 

'1 '  anoint  thy  sacred  head. 
r      6  Behold,  at  thy  right  hand 

The  Gentile  ohtirch  is  seen 

Like  a  lair  bride  in  rich  attire, 

—  And  princes  guard  the  queen. 
f   fair  bride,  receive  his  love, 

get  thy  Father's  house, 
Forsake  thy  gods,  thy  idol  gods. 
And  pay  thy  Lord  thy  vows. 
o       8  ()  let  thy  God  and  King 

Thy  sweetest  thoughts  employ; 
o  Thy  children  shall  his  honours  sing 
In  palaces  of  joy.] 

(  .  M.     Arundel.  Mear.     [*] 
irie$  and  Government  of  Christ. 
TiL  speak  the  honours  of  my  King, 
His  form   divinely  fair; 
None  of  the  sons  of  mortal  race 
May  with  the  Lord  compare, 
b  2  Sweet  is  thy  speech,  and  heav'nly  grace 

I  'pon  thy  lips  is  shed; 
— Thy  God  with  blessings  infinite 

Hath  crown'd  thy  sacred  head. 
g  3  Gird  on  thy  sword,  victorious  Prince, 
Ride  with  majestic  sway; 
Tin  terrour  shall  strike  thri  ugh  thy  foes, 

And  make  the  world  obey. 
4   Thy  throne,  O  God,  for  ever  stands, 

Thy  word  of  grace  shall  prove 
A  eh  aceful  sceptre  in  th\  hands, 
rule  thy  saints  by  love, 
— 5  Justice  and  truth  attend  thee  still; 
r        Hut  mercv  is  thy  choice; 

I  God,  thy  God,  thy  soul  shall  fiil, 
With  mo^  peculiar  j 


i 


82  PSALM  45. 


L.  M.     First  Part.     Blemlon.         [*] 
The  Glory  of  Christ  and  power  of  his  Gospel. 

1  "VTOW  bt  my  heart  i  tspir'd  to  -ing 
J3    The  glories  of  my  Saviour  King; 
e  Jesus  the  Lord,  how  heav'nly  fair 

His  form!  how  bright  his  beauties  are! 
— 2  O'er  all  the  sons  of  human  race 

He  shines  with  a  superior  grace; 
o  Love  from  his  lips  divinely  flows, 

And  blessings  all  his  state  compose. 
g  3  Dress  thee  in  arms  most  mighty  Lord, 

Gird  on  the  terror  of  thy  sword, 

In  majesty  and  glory  ride 

With  truth  and  meekness  at  thy  side, 
e  4  Thine  anger,  like  a  pointed  dart, 

Shall  pierce  the  fees  of  stubborn  heart; 
e  Or  words  of  mercy,  kind  and  sweet, 

Shall  melt  the  rebels  at  thy  feet, 
g  5  Thy  throne,  O  God,  for  ever  stands, 

Grace  is  the  sceptre  in  thy  hands; 

Thy  laws  and  works  are  just  and  right, 

Justice  and  grace  are  thy  delight. 
— 6  God,  thine  own  God,  has  richly  shed 

His  oil  of  gladness  on  thy  head; 
o  And  with  his  sacred  spirit  blest, 

His  first-born  Son  above  the  rest. 

L.  M.    Second  Part.    O/iorto.    Green's.    [*] 
Christ  and  his  Church, 
e   1  FJ1HE  King  of  saints,  how  fair  his  face1 

JL      Adorn'd  with  majesty  and  grace! 
o  He  comes  with  blessings  from  above, 

And  wins  the  nations  to  his  love, 
b  2  At  his  right  hand,  our  eyes  behold 

The  queen,  array'd  in  purest  gold; 
— The  world  admires  her  heav'nly  dross, 

Her  robe  of  joy  and  righteousness. 

3  He  forms  her  beauties  like  his  own, 

He  calls  and  seats  her  near  his  throne: 
b  Fair  stranger,  let  thy  heart  forget 

The  idols  of  thy  native  state. 
— 4  So  shall  the  King  the  more  rejoice 

In  thee,  the  fav'rite  of  his  choice; 


PSALM  -u>.  83 

Let  biifri  be  lovM,  and  yet  ador'd, 

For  He's  thy  Maker,  and  thy  Lord. 

5  O  happy  hour,  when  thou  shalt  rise 

To  his  fair  pa]  ice  in  the  skies! 

And  all  th\  snib,  a  numerous  train, 

Each  like  a  prince  in  gior)  reign. 
g  6  Let  endless  honours  crown  his  head; 

Let  ev'ry  age  his  praises  spread; 
— While  we  wiih  cheerful  songs  approve 

The  condescensions  of  his  love. 

PSALM  46   L.M.  1st  Part.  Leeds.  Blcndon.  [*] 
Church' 8  Safety  amidst  Desolations. 

1  £  1  OI)  is  the  refuge  of  his  s  i 
\.X    When  storms  of  sli  irp  distress  invade; 

Ere  we  can  offer  our  complaints, 
Behold  him  present  with  his  aid. 

2  Let  mountains  from  their  seats  be  hinTd, 
Down  to  the  deep  and  buried  there; 
Convulsions  shake  the  solid  world; 

Our  faith  shall  never  yield  to  fear. 
ii  3  Loud  may  the  troubled  ocean  roar — 
t   In  sacred  peace  our  souls  abide; 
— While  e\rv  nation,  ev'ry  shore, 
t   Trembles  and  dreads  the  swelling  tide, 
c  4  There  is  a  stream,  whose  gentle  flow 

Supplies  the  citv  of  our  God; 
b  L/ue,  love,  and  jw  Still  gliding  through, 

And  watering  our  divine  abode. 
— 5  That  sacred  stream,  thy  holy  word, 

Our  grief  allays,  our  fear  controls: 

Sweet  peace  thy  promises,  afford. 

And  give  new  strength  to  fainting  souls. 
g  6  Zion  enjoys  her  monarch's  love, 

Secure  against  a  threat'ning  hour; 

Nor  can  her  firm  foundations  move, 

Built  on  his  truth,  and  arm'd  with  powY. 

L.M.    Second  Part.    Blcndon*    [*] 
Qodjightifir  his  Church, 
o  1  T  ET  Zion  in  her  King  rejoice, 

\A     Tho'  tyrants  r age.  and  kingdoms  rise; 


£4 PSALM  47. 

g  He  utters  his  almighty  voice, 

e    The  nations  melt — the  tumult  dies. 

o  2  The  Lord,  of  old,  for  Jacob  fought; 

And  Jacob's  God  is  still  our  aid: 
e   Behold  the  works  his  hand  hath  wrought; 
a  What  desolations  he  has  made  ! 
o  3  From  sea  to  sea,  through  all  the  shores, 

He  makes  the  noise  of  battle  cease; 
g  When  from  on  high  his  thunder  roars, 

He  awes  the  trembling  world  to  peace, 
s   4  He  breaks  the  bow,  he  cuts  the  spear; 

Char'ots  he  burns  with  heav'nly  flame: 
p  Keep  silence,  all  the  earth, — and  hear 

The  sound  and  glory  of  his  name. 
d  5  "Be  still— and  learn  that  I  am  God! 

"I'll  be  exalted  o'er  the  lands; 

"I  will  be  known  and  fear'd  abroad, 

"But  still  my  throne  in  Zion  stands." 
e  6  O  Lord  of  hosts,  almighty  King, 
e  While  we  so  near  thy  presence  dwell, 
— Our  faith  shall  sit  secure,  and  sing 
o   Defiance  to  the  gates  of  hell. 

PSALM  47.     C.  M.     Christmas.     Arundel. 

Christ  ascending  and  reigning. 
o  1    £\  FOR  a  shout  of  sacred  joy, 
\J    To  God  the  sov'reign  King! 
Let  ev'ry  land  their  tongues  employ, 
And  hymns  of  triumph  sing. 
— 2  Jesus  our  God  ascends  on  high, 
His  heav'nly  guards  around, 
Attend  kim  rising  through  the  sky, 
With  trumpets  joyful  sound. 
o  3  While  angels  shout  and  praise  their  King., 
Let  mortals  learn  their  strains: 
Let  all  the  earth  his  honours  sing; 
O'er  all  the  earth  he  reigns. 
e  4  Rehearse  his  praise  with  awe  profound, 
Let  knowledge  lead  the  song; 
Nor  mock  him  with  a  solemn  sound, 
Upon  a  thoughtless  tongue. 
—5  In  Isra'l  stood  his  ancient  throne, 
He  lov'd  that  chosen  race  ; 


PSALM  43.  ? 


v    Hut  now  he  calls  the  world     «  rfWUf 

And  heathens  taste  his  gr  tee, 
6  The  Gentile  nations  are  the  Lord's, 
There  Abraham's  God  is  known; 
g  While  ;>  wfrs  and  princes,  shields  <u»d  swo 
Submit  bet  re  his  throne. 

PSALM  48.  S.M.  IstPart.  DfiTXfr.  I\ci:hum.  [*] 
V.  I — 8.  77i£  Churchy  the  Honour  and  Safety  of  a  Nation. 
1   |  1  RE  AT  is  the  Lord  our  God, 

vl"     And  let  his  praise  be  great, 
He  makes  his  churches  his  abode, 

liis  most  delightful  seat, 
b      2  These  temples  of  his  grace, 

II  >w  beautiful  they  stand! 
— The  honours  of  our  native  place, 
o  The  bulwarks  of  our  land. 

—  3  In  Zion  God  is  known, 

A  refuge  in  distress; 
e  How  bright  has  his  salvation  shone, 
Through  all  her  palaces! 

—  4  When  kings  against  her  join'd, 

And  saw  the  Lord  was  there; 
d  In  wild  confusion  of  the  mind, 
o  They  fled  with  hasty  fear. 

e       5   [When  navies,  tali  and  proud, 

Attempt  to  spoil  our  peace, 
o  He  sends  his  tempest  roaring  loud. 

And  sinks  them  in  the  seas.] 

—  6  Oft  have  our  fathers  told, 

Our  eyes  have  often  seen, 
How  well  our  God  secures  the  fold, 

Where  his  own  siieep  have  been. 
7  In  ev'ry  new  distress 

We'll  to  his  house  repair; 
We'll  think  upon  his  wondrous  grace, 

And  seek  deliverance  there. 

S.  M.  Second  Hart.  Kibworth.  St.  Thomas.  [*] 
Ver.  10— 14.     Gospel  K'ovship  and  Order. 
•AH  as  thy  name  i.s  known, 

The  world  declares  thy  nraise; 
9 


F 


86  PSALM  49. 


Thy  saints,  O  Lord,  before  thy  throne, 
Their  songs  of  honour  raise. 
o      2  With  joy  let  Judah  stand 

On  Zion's  chosen  hill, 
o  Proclaim  the  wonders  of  thy  hand, 

And  counsels  of  thy  will. 
e    3  Let  strangers  walk  around 
The  city  where  we  dwell; 
Compass  and  view  the  holy  ground, 
And  mark  the  building'  well. 
e     4  The  orders  of  thy  house, 
The  worship  of  thy  court, 
The  cheerful  songs,  the  solemn  vows, — 
d        And  make  a  fair  report. 
5  How  decent  and  how  wise! 
How  glorious  to  behold! 
—Beyond  the  pomp  that  charms  the  eyes; 

And  rites  adorn'd  with  gold. 
o    6  The  God  we  worship  now, 
Will  guide  us  till  we  die; 
Will  be  our  God  while  here  below, 
And  ours  above  the  sky. 
■*»  ■    ■ — ..  ■■ ... ,  .. 

PSALM  49.   CM.    First  Part.    Walsal.  [b] 
Ver.  6—14.    The  Vanity  of  Life  and  Riches. 

1  \\THY  does  the  man  of  riches  grow 

▼  ▼       To  insolence  and  pride, 
To  see  his  wealth  and  honours  flow, 
With  every  rising  tide? 

2  [Why  doth  he  treat  the  poor  with  scorn. 
Made  of  the  self-same  clay, 

And  boast  as  though  his  flesh  was  born 
Of  better  dust  than  they?] 

3  Not  all  his  treasure  can  procure 
His  soul  a  short  reprieve; 

Redeem  from  death  one  guilty  hour, 
Or  make  his  brother  live.  x 

4  [Life  is  a  blessing  can't  be  sold, 
The  ransom  is  too  high; 

Justice  will  ne'er  be  brib'd  with  gold, 
That  man  may  never  die. 


PSALM  49.  8? 


.s  He  sees  the  brutish  and  the  wise, 

The  tim' reus  and  the  brave, 
Quit  their  possessions,  close  their  eyes, 

And  hasten  to  the  grave.] 
6  Yet  'tis  his  inward  thought  and  pride, 
d       "My  house  shall  ever  stand; 

"And  that  my  name  may  long  abide, 
4T11  give  it  to  my  land." 
e  ?  [Vain  are  his  thoughts,  his  hopes  are  lost; 

IIow  soon  his  mem'ry  dies! 
— His  name  is  written  in  the  dust, 
Where  his  own  carcase  lies.] 
— S  This  is  the  folly  of  their  way: 
And  yet  their  sons,  as  vain, 
Approve  the  words  their  fathers  say, 
And  act  their  works  again. 

9  Men,  void  of  wisdom  and  of  grace, 
If  honour  raise  them  high, 

e  Live  like  the  beast,  a  thoughtless  race, 
a      And  like  the  beast  they  die. 

10  [Laid  in  the  grave,  like  silly  sheep, 
Death  feeds  upon  them  there; 

'Till  the  last  trumpet  breaks  their  sleep, 
In  terrour  and  despair.] 

CM.    Second  Part.     York.     [*] 

Ver.  14,  15.     Death  and  the  Resurrection. 

1   "\T&  nous  °f  pride,  who  hate  the  just, 

I.      And  trample  on  the  poor, 
When  death  has  brought  you  down  to  dust, 
g       Your  pomp  shall  rise  no  more, 
o  2  The  last  great  day  shall  change  the  scene, 
t       When  will  that  hour  appear.' 

When  shall  the  just  revive  and  reign 
O'er  all  that  scorn'd  them  In  > 
— 3  God  will  mv  naked  soul  receive, 

When  sep'rate  from  the  flesh; 
o    And  break  the  prison  of  the  grave, 

To  raise  my  bones  afresh, 
s    4  Heav'n  is  my  everlasting  home, 

Th'  inheritance  is  sure; 
— Let  men  of  pride  their  rage  resume, 
e       But  I'll  repine  no  more. 


88 PSALM  49,  50. 

L.  M.    Bath.    [*] 

The  rich  Sinner's  Death. 
1  [^MTHYdo  the  proud  insult  the  poor, 

f  ▼     And  boast  the  large  estates  they  have'' 
How  vain  are  riches  to  secure 
Their  haughty  owners  fom  the  grave! 

2  They  can't  redeem  one  hour  from  death, 
With  all  the  wealth  in  which  they  trust; 
Nor  give  a  dying  brother  breath, 

When  God  commands  him  down  to  dust. 

3  There  the  dark  earth  and  dismal  shade 
Shall  clasp  their  naked  bodies  round: 
That  flesh,  so  delicately  fed, 

Lies  cold,  and  moulders  in  the  ground. 

4  Like  thoughtless  sheep  the  sinner  dies, 
Laid  in  the  grave  for  worms  to  eat! 

o  The  saints  shall  in  the  morning  rise, 

And  find  the  oppressor  at  their  feet. 
e  5  His  honours  perish  in  the  dust, 

And  pomp  and  beauty,  birth  and  blood; 
o  That  glorious  day  exalts  the  just, 

To  full  dominion  o'er  the  proud. 
o  6  My  Saviour  shall  my  life  restore, 

And  raise  me  from  my  dark  abode; 

My  flesh  and  soul  shall  part  no  more, 

But  dwell  forever  near  my  God.] 

PSALM  50.  C  M  1st  Part    Mear.  Windsor,  [b] 
Ver.  I — 6.     The  last  Judgment. 

1  FT1HE  Lord,  the  Judge,  before  his  throne 
d        J-      Bit^s  the  whole  earth  draw  nigh; 

— The  nations  near  the  rising  sun, 
And  near  the  western  sky. 

2  No  more  shall  bold  blasphemers  say, 
d       "Judgment  will  ne'er  begin;" 

— No  more  abuse  his  long  delay, 

To  impudence  and  sin. 
g  3  Thron'd  on  a  cloud,  our  God  shall  come; 

Bright  flames  prepare  his  way; 
Thunder  and  darkness,  fire  and  storm, 

Lead  on  the  dreadful  day! 
—4  Heav'n  from  above  his  call  shall  hear, 

Attending  angels  come; 


PSALM  50.  89 


g  And  earth  and  hell  shall  know,  and  fear, 

llis  justice  and  their  doom. 
d  5   "Hut  gather  all  my  saints,"  he  cries, 

"Who  made  their  peace  with  God, 
"Bv  the  Redeemer's  sacrifice, 

"And   sealed  it  with   his  blood. 
6  "Their  frith  and  works,  brought  forth  to  light. 

"Shall  make  the  world  confess, 
"M\  sentence  of  reward  is  right; — 

"And  heav'n  adore  my  grace." 

C.  M.    Skcond  Part.     York.     [*] 
Ver.  10,  11,  14,  15,  23.   Obedience  is  better  than  Sacri/c:1 
1  [FTlHUSsaith  the  Lord,  'The  spacious  fields* 
L    And  flocks  and  herds  are  mine; 
O'er  all  the  cattle  of  the  hills, 
I  claim  a  right  divine. 

2  I  ask  no  sheep  for  sacrifice, 
Nor  bullocks  burnt  with  fire; 

To  hope  and  love,  to  pray  and  praise 
Is  all  that  I  require. 

3  Call  upon  me  when  trouble's  near. 
My  hand  shall  set  thee  free; 

Then  shall  thy  thankful  lips  declaiv. 
The  honours  due  to  me. 

4  The  man  who  offers  humble  praise. 
He  glorifies  me  best: 

And  those  who  tread  my  holy  ways, 
Shall  my  salvation  taste. M 

C.  M.    Third  Part.     JFulsai.     [b] 
V.  1,  5,  8, 16,  '21,  22.     The  Judgment  of  Ifypccr  . 
1   [  I  WyTlIEN  Christ  to  judgment  shall  descend.* 
T  ▼     And  saints  surround  their  Lord; 
lie  calls  the  nations  to  attend, 
And  hear  his  awful  word. 
\  2   'Not  for  the  want  of  bullocks  slain, 
Will  I  the  world  rt prove: 
Altars  and  rites,  and  forms  &1 

Without  the  fire  of  love. 
3  And  what  have  hypocrites  to  do> 
Tc  brine:  their  sAcrif 


90  PSALM  50. 


They  call  my  statutes  just  and  true, 

But  deal  in  theft  and  lies. 
4  Could  you  expect  to  'scape  my  sight. 

And  sin  without  control? 
But  1  shall  bring  your  crimes  to  light, 
With  anguish  in  your  soul.' 
e  5  Consider,  ye  that  slight  the  Lord, 

Before  his  wrath  appear; 
a  If  once  you  fall  beneath  his  sword, 
There's  no  deliv'rer  there.] 

L.  M.     Geneva.     Babylon,     [b] 

Hypocrisy  exposed. 

3FT1HE  Lord,  the  Judge,  his  churches  warns; 

JL     Let  hypocrites  attend  and  fear, 
Who  place  their  hope  in    rites  and  forms, 
But  make  not  faith  nor  love  their  care, 
d  2 Wretches!  they  dare  rehearse  his  name, 
With  lips  of  falsehood  and  deceit; 
A  friend  or  brother  they  defame, 
And  soothe  and  flatter  those  they  hate. 
-*~3  They  watch  to  do  their  neighbours  wrong, 
Yet  dare  to  seek  their  Maker's  face; 
They  take  his  cov'nant  on  their  tongue, 
But  break  his  laws,  abuse  his  grace. 

4  To  heav'n  they  lift  their  hands  unclean, 
Defii'd  with  lust,  denTd  with  blood; 

By  night  they  practise  every  sin, 

By  day  their  mouths  draw  near  to  God. 

5  And  while  his  judgments  long  delay, 
They  grow  secure,  and  sin  the  more; 
They  think  he  sleeps  as  well  as  they, 
And  put  far  off  the  dreadful  hour. 

e  6  O  dreadful  hour,  when  God  draws  near, 

And  sets  their  crimes  before  their  eyes! 
a  His  wrath  their  guilty  souls  shall  tear, 
And  no  deliv'rer  dare  to  rise. 

P.M.    First  Part.     Walsal.     [*] 
The  last  Judgment. 
[ff^HE Lord, the  sov'reign, sends  his  summons  for th, 
L  X  Calls  the  south  nations,  and  awakes  the  north; 
From  east  to  west  the  sounding  orders  spread, 
Thro'  distant  worlds,  and  regions  of  the  dead: 


PSALM  50. 9t 

No  more  shall  Atheists  mock  his  i<-ng  delay; 
Hi>  vengeance  sleeps  no  more:  Behold  the  day! 

2   Behold  the  Judge  descends;  his  guards  are  nigh; 
Tempests  and  tire  attend  him  down  the  sk\ : 

inearth, ami  hell  draw  near;  let  all  tilings  come, 
To  hear  his  justice,  and  the  sinner's  doom: 
But  gather  first  my  saints  (the  Judge  commands) 
Bring  them,  ye  angels,  from  their  distant  lands. 

hold  my  cov'nant  stands  forever  good, 
Seai'd  by  th   eternal  sacrifice  in  blood; 
And  sign'd  with  all  their  names,  the  Greek,  the  Jew, 
Th  it  paid  the  ancient  worship  or  the  new: 
Tin  re's  no  distinction  here;   come,  spread  their  tlirones, 
And  near  me  seat  my  fav'ntes,  and  my  sons. 

4  I  their  almighty  Saviour,  and  their  God, 

I  am  their  Judge:  Ye  hcav'ns  proclaim  abroad, 
My  just  eternal  sentence,  and  declare 
Those  awful  truths  that  sinners  dread  to  hear: 
Sinners  in  Zioo,  tremble  and  retire; 
I  doom  the  painted  hypocrite  to  lire. 

5  Not  for  the  want  of  goats  or  bullocks  slain 
Do  I  condemn  thee;  bulls  and  goats  are  vain, 
Without  the  fl  imes  of  love:  in  vain  the  store 
Of  brutal  orY'rings,  that  were  mine  before: 
Mine  are  the  tamer  beasts,  and  savage  breed, 
Flocks, herds, and  fields,  and  forests  where  they  feed. 

6  If  I  were  hungry,  would  I  a^k  thee  food? 
When  did  I  thirst,  or  drink  thy  bullock's  blood? 
Can  I  be  fUtter'd  with  thy  cringing  bows, 

Thy  solemn  chatt'rings,  and  fantastic  vows? 
Are  my  eyes  charm'd  thy  vestments  to  behold, 
Glaring  in  gems,  and  gay  in  woven  gold? 

7  rnthinkingwretchlhowcould'st  thou  hope  to  please 
A  God,  a  Spirit,  with  such  toys  as  these? 

While,  with  my  grace  ami  statutes  on  thy  tongue, 
Thou  lovs't  deceit,  and  dost  thy  brother  wrong: 
In  vain  to  pious  forms  thy  zeal  pretends, 
Thieves  and  adult'rers  are  thy  chosen  friends.    . 

lent  I  waited,  with  long-  stiff  'ring  lave; 
Bot  didst  thou  hope  that  1  should  ne'er  rcpr  vel 
And  cherish  such  an  impious  thought  within, 
That  God  the  righteous,  would  indulge  thy  stn? 


92  PSALM  50. 


Behold  my  terrours  now,  my  thunders  roil, 
And  thy  own  crimes  affright  thy  guilty  soul. 

9  Sinners  awake  betimes;  ye  fools  be  wise; 
Awake  before  this  dreadful  morning  rise: 
Change  your  vain  thoughts,  your  crooked  works  amend; 
Fly  co  the  Saviour,  make  the  Judge  your  friend: 
Lest  like  a  lien  his  last  vengeance  tear 
Your  trembling  souls,  and  no  deliv'rer  near.] 

P.M.    Second  Part.    Walworth.    [*] 
The  last  Judgment. 
1  FTPHE  God  of  glory  sends  his  summons  forth, 
JL  Calls  the  south  nations, and  awakes  the  north; 
From  east  to  west  the  sov'reign  orders  spread, 
Thro'  distant  worlds,  and  regions  of  the  dead. 
The  trumfiet  sounds;  hell  trembles;  heaven  rejoices: 
Lift  u/i  your  heads,  ye  saints,  with  cheerful  voices. 

2  No  more  shall  Atheists  mock  his  long  delay; 

His  vengeance  sleeps  no  more;  behold  the  day: 

Behold  the  Judge  descend;  his   guards  are  nigh; 

Tempests  anci  fire  attend  him  down  the  sky. 
When  God  afifiears,  all  nature  shall  adore  him; 
While  sinners  tremble,  saiiits  rejoice  before  him. 

3  "Heav'n, earth, and  hell  draw  near: — Let  all  things  come, 
"To  hear  my  justice,  and  the  sinner's  doom! 
"But  gather  first  my  saints,"  the  Judge  commands; 
"Bring  them,  ye  angels,  from  their  distant  lands." 

When  Christ  returns,  wake  evyry  cheerful  fiassion; 

And  shout,  ye  saints,  he  comes  for  your  salvation. 

4  "Behold,  my  cov'nant  stands  for  ever  good, 
"Seal'd  by  the  eternal  sacrifice  in  blood, 

"And  sigu'd  with  all  their  names; — the  Greek,  the  Jew, 
"Who  paid  the  ancient  worship,  or  the  new." 
There's  no  distinction  here;  join  all  your  voices, 
And  raise  your  heads,  ye  saints;  for  heaven  rejoices. 

5  "nere,"saiihtheLoi(],"ye  angels,  spread  their  thrones, 
"And  near  me  seat  my  fav 'rites  and  my  sons. 
"Come,  my  redeem'd,  possess  the  joys  prepar'd 
"Ere  time  began;  'tis  your  divine  i-eward." 

When  Christ  returns,  wake  ev'ry  cheerful  passion; 
And  f/jattf,  ye  saints,  he  comes  for  your  salve 


PSALM  50. 93 

paiisk  tub  must.      LmndaJF. 
6  [4I  am  the  Saviour,  1  th'  almighty  God; 
1  am  the  Judge:  Ye  heav'ns  proclaim  abroad 
My  just  eternal  sentence  and  declare, 

Those  awful  truths,  that  sinners  dread  to  hear.' 
•  >d  afifiears,  all  nature  shall  adore  him, 
WhiL  tremble*  saints  rejoice  before  him.] 

?  "Stand  forth, thou  bold  blasphemer, and  profane. 
4 'Now  feel  my  «rrath,norcall  my  threat 'nings  vain: 
•'Thoil  hypocrite,  once  dre  st  in  saints  attire — 
l4i  doom  the  painted  hypocrite  to  fire." 

ment  proceeds;  hell  trembles;  heaven  rejoices: 
ufl  your  heads,  ye  saints,  with  cheerful  voices* 
,s   ['Not  for  the  want  of  goats  or  bullocks  slain, 
Do  I  condemn  thee;  bulls  and  goats  are  vain, 
Without  the  flames  of  love:  in  vain  the  store 
Of  brutal  ofT'rings,  that  were  mine  before. 
Farth  is  the  Lord's:  all  nature  shall  adore  him: 
While  sinnrrs  tremble,  saints  rejoice  before  him, 
9  *If  I  were  hungry,  would  1  ask  thee  food? 
When  did  I  thirst,  or  drink  thy  bullock's  blood? 
Mine  are  the  tamer  beasts,  and  savage  breed, 
Flocks,  herds,  and  fields,  and  forests  where  they  feed.' 
All  is  the  Lord's;  he  rules  the  wide  creation: 

sinner's  vengeance,  and  the  saints  salvation.] 
K)  4lCan  I  beftatter'd  with  thy  cringing  bows, 
MThy  solemn  chatt'rings  and  fantastic  vows? 
"Are  my  eyes  charm'd  thy  vestments  to  behold, 
"Glaring  in  gems,  and  gay  in  woven  gold?" 
God  is  the  Judge  of  hearts;  no  fair  disguises 
Can  screen  the  guilty,  when  his  vengeance  rises. 

PAUSE    THE    SECOND. 

J I  "Unthinking  wretch!  liow  couldst  thou  hope  to  please 

MA  God,  a  S;>uit,   with  such   toys  as  these? 

••While  with  my  grace  and  statutes  on  thy  tongue, 

"Thou  lov'st  deceit,  and  dost  thy  brother  wrong." 
Judgment  proceeds;  hell  trembles;  heaven  rejoices: 
Jjft  ufi  your  heads,  ye  saints,  with  cheerful  voices, 

12   [*In  vain  to  pious  forms  thy  zeal  pretends; 

Thieves  and  adult'rers  are  thy  chosen  friends! 

While  the  false  flatt'rer  at  my  altar  waits, 

I  lis  harden'd  soul  divine  instinct;.. 
Oodis  the  Judge  of  heart*:  no  fair  d\  tguises 
Can  screen  the  guilty  >  when  his  vengeance  rises.] 


94  PSALM  51. 


13  "Silent  I  waited,  with  long-suff'ring  love: 
"But  didst  thou  hope  that  I  should  ne'er  reprove? 
'•And  cherish  such  an  impious  thought  within, 
"That  the  All- Holy  would  indulge  thy  sin?" 

See,  God  appears!  all  nature  joins  t*  adore  him: 
Judgment  proceeds,  and  sinners  fall  before  him. 

14  ['Behold  my  terrours  now;  my  thunders  roll, 
And  ;hy  own  crimes  affright  thy  guilty  soul: 
Now  like  a  lien,  shall  my  vengeance  tear 

Thy  bleeding  heart,  and  no  deliv'rer  near.' 
Judgment  concludes;  hell  trembles!  heav'n  rejoices: 
Life  u/i  your  heads,  ye  saints,  with  cheerful  voices.] 

EPIPHONEMA. 

15  Sinners,  awake  betimes;  ye  fools,  be  wise! 
Awake,  before  this  dreadful  morning  rise. 
Change  your  rain  thoughts,  your  crooked  works  amend; 
Fiy  to  the  Saviour   make  the  Judge  your  friend 

Then  join,  ye  saints;     ake  evWy  cheerful  passion: 
When  Christ  returns,  ne  comes  for  your  salvation, 

PSALM  51.  L.M.  1st  Part.  Carthage. Geneva,  lb] 
A  Penitent  pleading  Jor  Pardon. 

p  1    QHEW  pity,  Lord,  U  Lord  forgive; 
k5     Let  a  repenting  rebel  live: 

e   Are  not  thy  mercies  large  and  free? 
May  not  a  sinner  trust  in  thee? 

—2  My  crimes  are  great,  but  can't  surpass 
The  power  and  glory  of  thy  grace; 

g  Great  God,  thy  nature  hath  no  bound, 

— So  let  thy  pard'ning  love  be  found. 
3  O  wash  my  soul  from  every  sin, 
And  make  my  guilty  conscience  clean; 

p  Here  on  my  heart  the  burden  lies, 
And  past  offences  pain  mine  eyes. 

e  4  My  lips  with  shame  my  sins  confess, 
Against  thy  law,  against  thy  grace: 
Lord,  should  thy  judgment  grow  severe, 
I  am  condemn'd,  but  thou  art  clear. 

q   5  Should  sudden  vengeance  seize  my  breath, 

e  I  must  pronounce  thee  just  in  death; 

e  And  if  my  soul  were  sent  to  hell, 

—Thy  righteous  law  approves  it  well. 


PSALM   51.  95 


e  6  Yet  save  a  trembling  sinner,  Lord, 
— Whose  hope  still  hov'ring  round  toy  word, 
o  Would  light  on  some  sweet  promise  there, 
Some  sure  support  against  despair. 

L.  M.    Second   Part.    Armlcij.     Geneva,     [b] 

Original  and  actual  Sin  conjesseci. 

e   1  T  OKD,  I  am  vile,  conceiv'd  in  sin, 
_1_J   And  born  unholy  and  unclean; 
Sprung  from  the  man,  whose  guilty  fall 
Corrupts  the  race,  and  taints  us  all. 

2  Soon  as  we  draw  our  infant  breath, 
The  seeds  of  sin  grow  up  for  death: 
Thy  law  demands  a  perfect  heart; 
But  we're  defil'd  in  ev'ry  part. 

3  [Great  God,  create  my  heart  anew, 
And  form  my  spirit  pure  and  true; 

O  make  me  wise  betimes  to  spy 
My  danger  and  my  remedy.] 

d  4  Behold,  I  fall  before  thy  face; 

My  only  refuge  is  thy  grace: 

No  outward  forms  can  make  me  clean; 

The  leprosy  lies  deep  within. 

5  No  bleeding  bird,  nor  bleeding  beast, 

Nor  hyssop  branch,  nor  sprinkling  priest, 

Nor  running  brook,  nor  flood,  nor  sea, 

Can  wash  the  dismal  stain  away. 
— 6  Jesus,  my  God,  thy  blood  alone 

Hath  power  sufficient  to  atone: 
o  Thy  blood  can  make  me  white  as  snow, 

No  Jewish  types  can  cleanse  me  so. 
e  7   [While  guilt  disturbs  and  breaks  my  peace 

Nor  flesh  nor  soul  hath  rest  or  ease; 
— Lord,  let  me  hear  thy  pard'ning  voice, 

And  make  my  broken  bones  rejoice.] 

L.  M.    Third  Part.     Gloucester.    Bath.     [*"] 

Tlut  Penitent  restored. 
e  1    C\  THOU,  who  hear'st  when  sinners  cry, 
\3     Tho'  all   my  crimes  before  thee  lie. 
Behold  them  not  with  angry  look, 
But  blot  their  mcm'ry  from  thy  b 


96  PSALM  51. 


— 2  Create  my  nature  pure  within, 

And  form  my  soul  averse  to  sin; 

Let  thy  good  Spirit  ne'er  depart, 

Nor  hide  thy  presence  from  my  heart. 
e  3  [I  cannot  live  without  thy  light, 

Cast  out  and  banish'd  from  thy  sight! 
— Thine  holy  joys,  my  God,  restore, 

And  guard  me  that  I  fall  no  more. 
e  4  Though  I  have  griev'd  thy  Spirit,  Lord, 
— Thy  help  and  comfort  still  afford: 

And  let  a  wretch  come  near  thy  throne. 

To  plead  the  merits  of  thy  Son. 
—5  A  broken  heart,  my  God,  my  King, 

Is  all  the  sacrifice  I  bring; 
o  The  God  of  grace  will  ne'er  despise 

A  broken  heart  for  sacrifice.] 
p  6  My  soul  lies  humbled  in  the  dust, 

And  owns  thy  dreadful  sentence  just; 

Look  down,  O  Lord,  with  pitying  eye, 

And  save  the  soul  condemn'd  to  die. 
— 7  Then  will  I  teach  the  world  thy  ways, 

Sinners  shall  learn  thy  so\  'reign  grace; 
o  I'll  lead  them  to  my  Saviour's  blood, 

And  they  shall  praise  a  pard'ning  God. 

8  O  may  thy  love  inspire  my  tongue! 

0  Salvation  shall  be  all  my  song; 

*    And  all  my  powers  shall  join  to  bless 
The  Lord,  my  strength  and  righteousness. 

C.  M.     First  Part.     Bangor,     [b] 
Sin  confessed  and  pardoned. 

1  [T  ORD,  1  would  spread  my  sore  distress, 

jLJ  And  guilt,  before  thine  eyes; 
e  Against  thy  laws,  against  thy  grace, 
How  high  my  crimes  arise! 
2  Shouldst  thou  condemn  my  soul  to  hell, 

And  crush  my  flesh  to  dust, 
Heav'n  would  approve  thy  vengeance  well. 
And  earth  must  own  it  just. 
— 3  1  from  the  stock  of  Adam  came, 
Unholy  and  unclean; 
All  my  original  is  shame, 
And  all  my  nature  sin. 


PSALM   51,  53.  97 


4  Born  in  a  world  of  guilt,  I  drew 

Contagion  with  my  breath; 
And  as  my  days  advanc'd,  I  grew 
A  jusier  prey  for  death. 
t  5  Cleanse  me,  O  Lord,  and  cheer  my  soul 
With  thy  forgiving  love; 

0  make  my  broken  spirit  whole, 
And  bid  my  pains  remove. 

6  Let  not  thy  Spirit  quite  depart, 

Nor  drive  me  from  thy  face; 
Create  anew  my  vicious  heart, 
And  till  it  with  thy  grace. 
0  7  Then  will  I  make  thy  mercy  known, 

Before  the  sons  of  men; 
o  Backsliders  shall  address  thy  throne, 
And  turn  to  God  again.]  „ 

CM.     2d  Part.     Bishojisgale.  Canterbury,  [&] 
Jlepentance,  and  Faith  in  t/ie  Blood  o/Christ. 

1  f\  GOD  of  mercy,  hear  my  call, 
vJ     My  load  of  guilt  remove; 

Break  down  this  separating  wall, 

That  bars  me  from  thy  love. 
— 2  Give  me  the  presence  of  thy  grace; 
o       Then  my  rejoicing  tongue 
o    Shall  speak  aloud  thy  rghteonsness, 

And  make  thy  praise  my  song. 
c    3  No  blood  of  goats,  nor  heifer  slain, 

For  sin  could  e'er  atone: 
n   The  death  of  Christ  shall  still  remain 

Sufficient  and  ah>ne. 
— 4  A  soul  opprest  with  sin's  desert, 

My  God  will  ne'er  despise; 
A  humble  crro.< m,  a  br  iken  heart, 

is   oar  best   sacrif.. 

PSALM  5:,.    C.  M.     Mear. 

Vet,  i — 6.  I  /    Dr'r.tTilllCr f'om  I't 

J\.    Who  thus  devour  ber  saints? 
Do  they  not  know  "n «. •  i  Saviour  rules. 


93  PSALM  59. 


2  They  shall  be  seiz'd  with  sad  surprise; 
For  God's  revenging  arm 

Scatters  the  bones  of  them  who  rise 
To  do  his  children  harm. 

3  In  vain  the  sons  of  Satan  boast 
Of  armies  in  array; 

When  God  has  first  despis'd  their  host, 
They  fall  an  easy  prey. 

4  O  for  a  word  from  Zion's  King, 
Her  captives  to  restore! 

Jacob  with  all  the  tribes  shall  sing, 
And  Judah  weep  no  more. 

PSALM  55.     C.  M.     Canterbury,     [b] 

V.  1—8,  16,17,18,22.     Support  for   the   afflicted  avxi 
tempted  Soul. 

1  [f~\  GOD,  my  refuge,  hear  my  cries, 
VJ  Behold  my  flowing  tears; 
For  earth  and  hell  my  hurt  devise. 
And  triumph  in  my  fears. 

2  Their  rage  is  leveli'd  at  my  life, 
My  soul  with  guilt  they  load; 

And  fill  my  thoughts  with  inward  strife, 
To  shake  my  hope  in  God. 

3  With  inward  pain  my  heart  st-rlngs  sound; 
I  groan  with  every  breath: 

Horrour  and  fear  beset  me  round, 
Amongst  the  shades  of  death.] 

c  4  O  were  I  like  a  feather'd  dove, 

And  innocence  had  wings; 
— I'd  fly,  and  make  a  long  remove 

From  all  these  restless  things. 

e  5  Let  me  to  some  wild  desert  go, 
And  find  a  peaceful  home; 
Where  storms  of  malice  never  blow, 
Temptations  never  come. 

— 6  Vain  hopes — and  vain  inventions  all, 
e       To  'scape  the  rage  of  hell! 
— The  mighty  God  on  whom  I  call, 
(.'an  save  me  here  as  \\t\i. 


PSALM  55.  99 


o  7  By  morning  light  I'll  seek  Ii is  face, 

At  noon  repeat  my  Cry; 
The  night  shall  hear  me  ask  his  grace, 

Nor  will  he  long  deny. 
o   8  God  shall  preserve  my  soul  from  fear, 

Or  shield  me  when  afraid: 
Ten  thousand  angels  must  appear, 

If  he  command  their  aid. 
— 9  I  cast  my  burdens  on  the  Lord, 

The  Lord  sustains  them  all: 
My  courage  rests  upon  his  word, 

That  saints  shall  never  fall. 
©  10  [My  highest  hopes  shall  not  be  vain, 

My  lips  shall  spread  his  praise; 
e  While  cruel  and  dece.tful  men, 

Scarce  live  out  half  their  days.] 

S.  M.     Aylesbury.     [*] 
V.  15, 16,  17,  19,2-2.     Dangerous  Prospwity:  or  Daily 

Devotion. 
c       IT  ET  sinners  take  their  course, 
XJ  And  choose  the  road  to  death; 
— But  in  the  worship  of  my  God, 
I'll  spend  my  daily  breath. 
2  My  thoughts  address  his  throne, 
\\  hen  morning  brings  the  light; 
I  seek  his  blessing  cv'ry  noon, 
And  pay  my  vows  at  night. 
o      3  Thou  wilt  regard  my  crte  s 

O  my  eternal  God: 
e  While  sinners  perish  in  surprise, 

Beneath  thine  angry  rod. 
p      4  Because  they  dwell  at  ease, 
And  no  sad  changes  feel, 
They  neither  fear,  nor  trust  thy  name, 
Nor  learn  to  do  thy  will. 
—    5  But  I  with  all  my  cares, 
Will  lean  upon  the  Lord; 
I'll  cast  my  burdens  on  his  arm, 
And  rest  upon  his  word. 
o       6  His  arm  shall  well  sustain 

The  children  of  his  love: 
g  The  ground  on  which  their  safety  stands 
No  earthly  power  can  move. 


100  PSALM  56. 


PSALM  56      CM.      Wantage,     [b] 
God's  Care  of  his  People,  in  answer  to  Prayer. 
c  1   £\  THOU,  whose  justice  reigns  on  high, 
vJ  And  makes  th*  oppressor  cease, 
Behold  how  envious  sinners  try, 
To  vex  and  break  my  peace. 

2  [The  sons  of  violence  and  lies, 
Join  to  devour  me,  Lord; 

But  as  my  hourly  dangers  rise, 
My  refuge  is  thy  word.] 

3  In  God  most  holy,  just,  and  true, 
I  have  repos'd  my    trust; 

Nor  will  I  fear  what  flesh  can  do, 
The  offspring  of  the  dust. 

4  [They  wrest  my  words  to  mischief  still, 
Charge  me  with  unknown  faults; 

Mischief  doth  all  their  counsels  fill, 
And  malice  all  their  thoughts. 

5  Shall  they  escape  without  thy  frown? 
Must  their  devices  stand? 

O  cast  the  haughty  sinner  down, 
And  let  him  know  thy  hand.] 

PAUSE. 

— 6  God  counts  the  sorrows  of  his  saints;, 
Their  groans  affect  his  ears; 
Thou  hast  a  book  for  my  complaints, 
A  boitle  for  my  tears. 

7  When  to  thy  throne  I  raise  my  cry, 
The  wicked  fear  and  flee; 

o  So  swift  is  prayer  to  reach  the  sky, 
So  near  is  God  to  me. 

8  [In  thee,  most  holy,  just  and  true, 
1  have  repos'd  my  trust; 

Nor  will  I  fear  what  man  can  do, 

The  offspring  of  the  dust.] 
— 9  Thy  solemn  vows  are  on  me,  Lord; 

Thou  shalt  receive  my  praise: 
o    I'll  sing,  "How  Faithful  is  thy  word; 

How  righteous  all  thy  ways!*' 
— 10  Thou  hast  secur'd  my  soul  from  death, 
e       O  set  a  pris'ner  free! 


PSALM  57,  68.  101 

u  That  heart  and  hand,  and  lite  and  breath, 
M  iv  be  employ 'd  for  thee. 


PSALM  ST.   L.M.  Old  Hundred.  Blendon.     [*] 

Praise  fir  Protection,  Grace  and  Truth. 

1   "VI  Y  God,  in  whom  are  all  the  springs 
3X  Of  boundless  love,  and  grace  unknown, 
c  Hide  me  beneath  thy  spreading  wings, 

'Till  the  dark  cloud  be  overblown. 
— 2  Up  to  the  heav'ns  I  send  my  cry. 

The  Lord  will  my  desires  perform; 
o  He  sends  his  angels  from  the  sky, 

And  saves    me  from  the  threat'ning  storm. 
o  3  [Be  thou  exalted,  O  my  God, 

Above  tin  heav'ns  where  angels  dwell; 

Thy  pow'r  on  earth  be  known  abroad, 

And  land  to  land  thy  wonders  tell.] 
— \  My  heart  is  fix'd;  my  song  shall  raise 

Immortal  honours  to  his  name: 
o  Awake,  my  tongue,  to  sound  his  praise; 

My  tongue,  the  glory  of  my  frame. 
g  5  High  o'er  the  earth  his  mercy  reigns, 

And  reaches  to  the  utmost  sky; 

His  truth  to  endless  years  remains. 

When  lower  worlds  dissolve  and  die. 
s   6  He  thou  exalted,  O  my  God, 

Above  the  heav'ns  where  angels  dwell: 

Thy  power  on  earth  be  known  abroad, 
land  to  land  thy  wonders  tell. 

PSALM  58.     1\M      St.  Helen'*.     [*] 
Warning  to  Magistrates. 
1    TUDGES,  who  rule  the  world  by  laws, 
•I    Will  ye  despise  the  righteous  cause, 
When  one  oppress'd  before  you  stands.' 
Dare  ye  condemn  the  righteous  poor, 
And  let  rich  sinners  'scape  M cure, 

While  geld  and  --■  bribe  your  ban:'  ? 

ive  ye  forgot,  or  never  knew, 
That  God  will  judge  r,  too? 

g      High  in  the  heav'ns  his  j 
— -Yet  you  invade  the  rights  of  God, 
And  send  yotfr  bold  decrees  abroad, 


102  PSALM  60. 


e  3   [A  poison 'd  arrow  is  your  tongue, 
The  arrow  sharp,  the  poison  strong; 

And  death  attends  where'er  it  wounds: 
You  hear  no  counsels,  cries  nor  tears; 
So  the  deaf  adder  stops  her  ears, 

Against  the  pow'r  of  charming  sounds. 
d  4  Break  out  their  teeth,  eternal  God, 
Those  teeth  of  lions  dy'd  in  blood; 

And  crush  the  serpents  in  the  dust; 
As  empty  chaff,  when  whirlwinds  rise, 
Before  the  sweeping  tempest  flies, 
So  let  their  hopes  and  names  be  lost.] 
o  5  TV  Almighty  thunders  from  the  sky; 
— Their  grandeur  melts,  their  titles  die, 

As  hills  of  snow  dissolve  and  run: 

e   Or  snails  that  perish  in  their  slime, 

Or  births  that  come  before  their  time; 

Vain  births  that  never  see  the  sun. 

o   6  Thus  shall  the  vengeance  of  the  Lord 

Safety  and  joy  to  saints  afford; 
—     And   all  who  hear  shall  join  and  say, 
d  "Sure  there's  a  God  who  rules  on  high; 
"A  God  who  hears  his  children  cry, 
"And  will  their  sufferings  well  repay." 

PSALM  60.     C.  M.    Plymouth,     [b] 

V-  1 — 5,  10 — 12.  Humiliation  for  Disappointments  in  JVai\ 
1  1    ORD,  hast  thou  cast  the  nation  offf 
m-A     Must  we  forever  mourn? 
Wilt  thou  indulge  immortal  wrath? 

Shall  mercy  ne'er  return? 
2  The  terrour  of  one  frown  of  thine, 

Melts  all  our  strength  away; 
Like  men  that  totter,  drunk  with  wine, 
VVre  tremble  in  dismay. 
p  3  Our  nation  trembles  at  thy  stroke, 
And  dreads  thy  lifted  hand! 
Oh,  heal  the  people  thou  hast  broke 
And  save  the  sinking  land. 
o  4  Lift  up  thy  banner  in  the  field. 

For  those  who  fear  Chy  numC; 
o   Defend  thy  people  with  thy  shi'j 
And  put  our  foes  to  shame. 


PSALM  T.i.f  \  10.*? 

-^5  Go  with  our  armi   B   to  the  fight, 
Their  guardian  a!) J  their  (jod; 
In  vain  confed'rate  powers  unite 
in st  thy  ]ifred  rod. 
o  6  Our  troops  shall  gain  a  w  idc  renown, 

By  thine  assisting  hand: 
g  '  rit  God  who  treads  the  Blighty  down, 
And  makes  the  feeble  stand. 


PSALM  61.    S.  M.    Aylesbury,     [b*] 
Vcr.  1 — G.     Safety  in  God. 
p  1  "IIHIKN   overwhclm'd  with  grief, 
Iff       My  heart  within  me  dies; 
Helpless  and  far  from  all  relief, 
To  lieuv'n  I  lift  nunc  eyes. 
t       2  ()  lead  me  to  the  Rock, 

That's  high  above  m\  head; 
And  make  the  covert  of  thy  wing-. 
My  shelter  and  my  shade, 
—     3  Within  thy  presence,  Lord, 
For  ever  III  abide; 
Thon  art  the  towY  of  my  defence, 
The  refuge  where  I  hide, 
o       4  Thou  givest  me  the  lot 

Of  those  that  fear  thy  name; 
endless  life  be  their  reward, 
I  shall  possess  the  same. 

PSALM  62.     L.  M.     Bath.     [*] 
5—12      .V.    IrUit  i*   ihe  Creatures;   but  in  God. 
1   "\fV  Rpiril  teoka  to  God  alone; 
JLtJ   M\  rocjl  and  refuge  is  his  throne: 
\\  ii  v\  nil  my  straits, 
,  v  ation  waits. 
.   saints,  in  all  jour  ways; 
hearts  before  his  I  u 
t    W!;   t!  helpers  fail,  and  foes  invade, 
our  all -sufficient  aid. 

The  ba*  r  so  i 

1 


104  PSALM  6S. 


— 4  Make  not  increasing  gold  your  trust, 
Nor  set  your  hearts  on  glitt'ring  dust; 
Why  will  you  grasp  the  fleeting  smoke, 
And  not  believe  what  God  has  spoke? 
e  5  Once  has  his  awful  voice  declar'd, 
Once  and  again  my  ears  have  heard: 
o  "All  power  is  his  eternal  due; 

"He  must  be  fear'd  and  trusted  too." 
—6  For  sov'reign  pow'r  reigns  not  alone; 
Grace  is  a  partner  of  the  throne: 
Thy  grace  and  justice,  mighty  Lord, 
Shall  well  divide  our  last  reward. 
PSALM  63.  CM.  1st  Part.  Sunday.  Barby.  [*] 
Ver.  1,  2,  5,  3,  4.     The  Morning  of  the  Lord's  Day. 
o  1   |^ARLY,  my  God,  without  delay, 
-Li     I  haste  to  seek  thy  face; 
My  thirsty  spirit  faints  away, 
Without  thy  cheering  grace. 
r  2  So  pilgrims  on  the  scorching  sand, 
Beneath  a  burning  sky, 
Long  tor  a  cooling  stream  at  hand, 
And  they  must  drink  or  die. 
g  3  I've  seen  thy  glory  and  thy  pow'r, 

Through  all  thy  temple  shine; 
o    My  God,  repeat  that  heav'nly  hour, 

That  vision  so  divine. 
— 4  Not  all  the  blessings  of  a  feast 
Can  please  my  soul  so  well, 
As  when  thy  richer  grace  I  taste. 
And  in  thy  presence  dwell, 
o  5  Not  life  itself,  with  all  its  joys, 
Can  my  best  passions  move; 
Or  raise  so  high  my  cheerful  voice, 
As  thy  forgiving  love, 
s   6  Thus,  'till  my  last  expiring  day, 

I'll  bless  my  God  and  King; 
— Thus  will  I  lift  my  hands  to  pray, 
o       And  tune  my  lips  to  s>ing. 

C.  M.    Second  Part.     Colchester.     [* 
Ver.  1 — 10.    Midnight  Thoughts  recotlected 
e  1  [FiiWAS  in  the  watches  of  the  m* 
X    I  Thought  upon  thy  power; 


PSALM  S3.  105 


I  kept  thy  lovely  f.tce  in  sight, 

Amidst  the  darkest  hour. 
S   My  Beth  lay  resting  on  my  bed, 
Ms*  soul  arose  on  high; 
d  'My  God,  my  life,  my  hope,  I  said, 

'Bring  thy  salvation  nigh.' 
— J  My  spirit  labours  up  thine  hill, 
(1  climbs  the  heav'nly  road; 
o  But  thv  right  hand  upholds  me  still. 
While  I  pursue  my  God.  . 
4  Thy  mercy  stretches  o'er  my  head 
The  shadow  of  thy  wing*; 
0  My  heart  rejoices  in  thine  aid, 
My  tongue  awakes  and  sings. 
.5  But  the  destroyers  of  my  peace 

Shall  fret  and  rage  in  vain; 
The  tempter  shall  for  ever  cease, 
And  all  my  sins  be  slain, 
e  6  Thy  sword  shall  give  my  foes  to  death, 
And  send  them  down  to  dwell 
In  the  dark  caverns  of  the  earth, 
Or  to  the  depths  of  hell.] 

L.  M.     Moveton.     Shoe!.     [*] 

Delight  in  Gon  find  his  JVorrhip. 
e   1   flRBAT  God,  indulge  my  humble  claim, 
—     \.H  Thou  art  my  hope,  my  joy,  my  rest; 

The  glories  that  compose  thy  name, 

Stand  ail  engaged  to  make  me  blest. 

2  Thou  great  and  good,  thou  just  and  wise 

Thou  art  my  Father  and  my  God; 

And  I  am  thine,  by  sacred  ties — 

Thy  son,  thy  servant,  bought  with  blood** 
e  3  With  heart  and  eyes,  and  lifted  hands. 

For  thee  1  long,  to  thee  I  look; 
>j  travellers,  in  thirsty  lands, 

Pant  for  the  cooling  water  bi ook. 
o  4  With  early  feet  I  love  t'  appear 

Among  thy  saints,  and  seek  thy  [a 
— Oft  have  1  seen  thy  glory  there. 

And  felt  the  pow'r  of  sov'reign  grace. 
o  5  Not  fruits,  nor  whns,  th  \\  tempt  our  U 

Nor  all  the  joys  our  lemttq  know, 


106  PSALM  63. 


Could  make  me  so  divinely  blest, 

Or  raise  my  cheerful  passions  so. 
e  6  [My  life  itself,  without  thy  love 

No  taste  of  pleasure  could  afford; 

'T would  but  a  tiresome  burden  prove, 

If  I  were  banish'd  from  the  Lord. 
—7  Amidst  the  wakeful  hours  of  night, 

When  busy  cares  afflict  my  head, 
o  One  thought  of  thee  gives  new  delight, 

And  adds  refreshment  to  my  bed.] 
s  8  I'll  lift  my  hands,  I'll  raise  my  voice, 

While  I  have  breath  to  pray,  or  praise; 

This  work  shall  make  my  heart  rejoice, 

And  spend  the  remnant  of  my  days. 

S.  M.    Newton.     [*] 
Seeking  God. 
1    VflY  God,  permit  my  tongue 
1*JL  This  joy,  to  call  thee  mine; 
And  let  my  early  cries  prevail, 
To  taste  thy  love  divine. 
e      2  [My  thirsty  fainting  soul 
Thy  mercy  does  implore: 
Not  travellers,  in  desert  lands, 
Can  pant  for  water  more. 
3  Within  thy  churches,  Lord, 
I  long  to  find  my  place; 
Thy  pow'r  and  glory  to  behold, 

And  feel  thy  quick'ning  grace.] 
e      4  For  life,  without  thy  love, 

No  relish  can  afford; 
—No  joy  can  be  compar'd  with  this, 

To  serve  and  please  the  Lord, 
o      5  To  thee  111  lift  my  hands, 

And  praise  thee  while  I  live; 
Not  the  rich  dainties  of  a  feast 
Such  food  or  pleasure  give. 

e       6  In  wakeful  hours  of  night, 

I  call  my  God  to  mind; 
I  think  how  wise  thy  counsels  are, 

And  all  thy  dealings  kind. 
—    7  Since  thou  hast  been  my  help, 

To  thee  my  spirit  flies; 


PSALM  65.  107 


And  on  thy  watchful  providence, 

My  cheerful  hope  relics. 

o      8  The  shadow  of  thy  wings 

My  soul  in  safety  keeps; 

I  follow  where  my  Father  leads, 

And   he  supports  my  steps. 


PSALM  65.  L.M.  IstPart.  IVddon.Quercy.  [*] 
Yei\  1 — 5.    Public  Prayer  and  Praise. 

1  FI1HE  praise  of  Zion  waits  for  thee, 

JL   My  God;  and  praise  becomes  thy  house: 

There  shall  thy  saints  thy  glory  see, 

And  there  perform  their  public  vows. 
p  2  O  thou  whose  mercy  bends  the  skies, 

To  save  when  humble  sinners  pray, 
o  All  lands  to  thee  shall  lift  their  eyes, 

And  grateful  isles  of  every  sea. 
e  3  [Against  my  will  my  sins  prevail, 
— But  grace  shall  purge  away  their  stain; 

The  blood  of  Christ  will  never  fail, 

To  wash  my  garments  white  again. 

0  4  Blest  is  the  man  whom  thou  shalt  choose, 
And  give  him  kind  access  to  thee; 

Give  him  a  place  within  thy  house, 
To  taste  thy  love  divinely  free.] 

PAUSE. 

9  5  Let  Babel  fear  when  Zion  prays: 

Babel  prepare  for  long  distress; 

When  Zion's  God  himself  arrays, 

In  terrour,  and  in  righteousness. 
g  6  With  dreadful  glory  God  fulfils 

What  his  afflicted  saints  request; 

And  with  almighty  wrath  reveals 

His  love  to  give  his  churches  rest. 

7  Then  shall  the  flocking  nations  run 

To  Zion's  hill,  and  own  their  Lord; 

The  rising  and  the  setting  sun, 

Shall  see  the  Savioiu's  name  ador'd. 

»  M.     SECOND  Part.     Mmtvrick.     Truro.     (    ' 
Ver.  5 — 19,     Divine  Provirirnrc  &nd  Grcce. 

1  [rilHK  God  of  our  salvation  bean 
A   The  groans  ri  Won  mix'd  with  tears; 


108  PSALM  65. 


Yet  when  he  comes  with  kind  designs, 
Through  all  the  way  his  terrour  shines."] 

2  On  God  the  race  of  man  depends, 
Far  as  the  earth's  remotest  ends; 
Where  the  Creator's  lyame  is  known; 
By  nature's  feeble  light  alone. 

3  Sailors,  who  travel  o'er  the  flood. 
Address  their  'frighted  sruls  to  God; 
When  tempests  rage  and  billows  roar, 
At  dreadful  distance  from  the  shore. 

4  He  bids  the  noisy  tempest  cease, 
He  calms  the  raging  crowd  to  peace; 
Wiien  a  tumultuous  nation   raves, 
Wild  as  the  winds  and  loud  as  waves. 

5  [Whole  kingdoms,  shaken  by  the  storm, 
He  settles  in  a  peaceful  form; 
Mountains,  established  by  his  hand, 

Firm  oo  their  old  foundations  stand. 

d  6  Behold  his  ensign,  sweep  the  sky; 
New  comets  blaze,  and  lightnings  fly: 
The  heathen  lands  with  swift  surprize, 
From  the  bright  horrours  turn  their  eyes. 

— 7  At  his  command  the  morning  ray 
Smiles  in  the  east,  and  leads  the  day; 
He  guides  the  sun's  declining  wheeis, 
Over  the  tops  of  western  hills.] 
S  Seasons  and  times  obey  his  voice; 
The  ev'ning  and  the  morn  rejoice, 
To  see  the  earth  made  soft  with  show'rs. 
Laden  with  fruit,  and  dress'd  in  flow'rs. 

9  ['Tis  from  his  wai'ry  stores  on  high. 
He  gives  the  thirsty  ground  supply: 
He  walks  upon  the  clouds,  and  thence 
Duth  his  enriching  drops  dispense.] 

10  The  desert  grows  a  fruitful  field, 
Abundant;  food  the  vallies  yield; 

The  vallies  shout  with  cheeiful  voir? , 
And  neighb'ring  hills  repeat  their  joys. 

11  [The  pastures  smile  in  green  ar 
Tiiere  lambs  and  larger  cattle,  play; 
The  larger  cattle  and  the  lamb, 

Each  in  his  language,  speaks  thy  nathe^ 


PSALM  G5.  K>9 


12  Thy  works  pronounce  thy  pow'r  divine; 
O'er  '.'v'ry  ticUl  thy  glories  shine: 
Thro'  every  month  thy  gifts  appear; 

Great  God,  thy  goodness  crowns  the  year' 
C.  M.     First   Part.      Co/chtntcr.    Mear.     [*] 
Prayer  heard  and  the  Gentiles  called. 
1   XJK-USE  waits   in   Zion.  Lord,  for  thee; 

JL       There   shall  our  vows  be  paid: 
Thou  hast  an  ear  when  sinners  pray, 
All  flesh  shall   seek  thine  aid. 
Lord,  our  iniquities  prevail, 

—  But  pard'ning  grace  is  thine; 

o  And  thou  wilt  grant  us  pow'r  and  skill, 

To  conquer  ev'ry  sin. 
— 3  Blest  are  the  men  whom  thou  wilt  choose, 
To  bring  them  near  thy  face; 
Give  them  a  dwelling  in  thine  house, 
To  feast  upon  thy  grace, 
e  4  In  answ'ring  what  thy  church  requests, 
Thy  truth  and  terrour  shine; 
And  works  of  dreadful  righteousness 

—  Fulfil  thy  kind  design. 

5  Thus  shall  the  wond'i  ing  nations  see» 

The  Lord  is  good  and  just; 
o  And  distant  islands  fly  to  thee, 

And  make  thy  name  their  trust. 
g  6    They  dread  thy  glitt'ring  tokens,  Lord, 

When  signs  in  heav'n  appear; 
o  But  they  shall  learn  thy  holy  word, 

And  love  as  well  as  fear. 

CM.     Second  Part.     Hrdfurd.  Jrur:dt !. 
Providxnce  in  Mr%  Eat  iht  and  Sea. 

1  }JT^IS  by  thy  strength  the  mountains  stand, 

JL     God  of  eternal  pow'r; 
The  sea  grows  calm  at  thy  command, 
And  tempests  cease  to  roar, 
o  2  Thy  morning  light  and  ev'ning  shade 
Successive  comforts  bring; 
Thy  plenteous  fruits  make  harvest  glad, 
Thy  flow 'is  adorn  the  spiing. 
— I  Sea&om  and  times,  and  moons  and  hours, 
lieuv'n,  earth,  and  air  are  thine; 
10 


110  PSALM  65,  66. 

When  clouds  distil  in  fruitful  show'rs, 

The  author  is  Divine. 
4  Those  wand'ring  cisterns  in  the  sky, 

Borne  by  the  winds  around, 
With  wat'ry  treasures  well  supply 

The  furrows  of  the  ground. 

0  5  The  thirsty  ridges  drink  their  fill, 

And  ranks  of  corn  appear; 
Thy  ways  abound  with  blessings  still, 
Thy  goodness  crowns  the  year. 

C.  M.    Third   Part.     York.     [*] 
.1  Psalm  for  the  Husbandman. 

1  [i^OOD  is  the  L>rd,  the  heav'my  king, 

vT  Who  makes  the  earth  his  care; 
Visits  the  pastures  ev'ry  spring, 
And  bids  the  grass  appear. 

2  The  clouds,  like  rivers  rais'd  on  high, 
Pour  out  at  his  command, 

Their  wat'ry  blessings  from  the  sky, 
To  cheer  the  thirsty  land. 

3  The  soften'd  ridges  of  the  field 
Permit  the  corn  to  spring; 

The  vallies  rich  provision  yield, 
And  the  poor  laborers  sing. 

4  The  little  hills  on  ev'ry  side, 
Rejoice  at  falling  show'rs; 

The  meadows  drest  in  all  their  pride, 
Perfume  the  air  with  flow'rs. 

5  The  barren  clods,  refreshed  with  rain, 
Promise  a  joyful  crop; 

The  parched  grounds  look  green  again, 
And  raise  the  reaper's  hope. 

6  The  various  months  thy  goodness  crowns, 

How  bounteous  are  thy  ways! 
The  bleeting  flocks  spread  o'er  the  downs, 
And  shepherds  shout  thy  praise.] 

PSALM  66.    C.  M.  First  Part.    Devizes.     [*] 

Governing  God:  or,  our  Grace  tried. 
s    1    OINU,   all  ye  nations,  to  the  Lord, 
£5     Sing  with  a  joyful  noise; 
With  melody  of  sounds  record 
His  honours  and  your  joys. 


PSALM    G6.  Ill 


— 2  Say  to  the  Pow'r  that  shakes  the  sky, 
e       "How  terrible  art  thou! 

••Sinners  before  thy  presence  fly, 

"Or  at  thy  feet  they  bow," 
3  [Come  see  the  wonders  of  our  God, 

How  glorious  anj  his  ways! 
In  Moses*  hand  he  puts  his  rod, 
And  cleaves  the  frighted  seas. 
— I  II?  made  the  ebbing  channel  dry, 

While  Israel  pas^'d  the  flood; 
o  There  did  the  church  begin  their  joy, 

triumph  in  then  God.] 
g  5  He  rules  by  his  resistless  might: 
a       Will  rebel  mortals  dare, 
Provoke  th'  Eternal  to  the  fight, 
And  tempt  that  dreadful  war! 
o  6  O  bless  our  God,  and  ne\er  cease; 
Ye  saints,  fulfil  his  praise: 
He  keeps  our  life,  maintains  our  peace, 
And  guides  our  doubtful  ways. 
— 7  Lord,  thou  hast  prov'd  our  suff'ring  souls, 
To  make  our  graces  shine; 
So  silver  bears  the  burning  coals, 
The   metal  to  refine. 
g  8  Through  wat'ry  deeps  and  fiery  ways, 
We  march  at  thy  command, 
Led  to  possess  the  promis'd  place, 
By  thine  unerring  hand. 

C.M.     Second  Part.    Barby.     [•] 
Ver.  13 — 20.    Praise  to  God  for  hearing1  Prayer. 

1  IWJOW    shall  my  solemn  vows  be  paidf 
J  ^1   To  that  almighty  Pow'r, 

Who  heard  the  long  requests  I  made, 
la  my  distressful  hour. 

2  Mv  lips  and  cheerful  heart  prepare 
To  make  his  mercies  known; 

Come  ye,  who  fear  my  God,  and  hear 

The  wonders  he  has  done. 
p  3  When  on  my  head  huge  sorrows  fell, 

J  sought  his  heavenly  aid; 
o    He  sav  d  my  sinking  soul  from  hell, 

And  death's  eternal  shade. 


H2 PSALM  67,  68. 

c  4  If  sin  lay  cover'd  in  my  heart, 
^    While  pray'r  employed  my  tongue; 
The  Lord  had  shown  me  no  regard, 
Nor  I  his  praises  sung. 
o  5  But  God,  his  name  be  ever  blest, 

Has  set  my  spirit  free; 
— Nor  turn'd  from  him  my  poor  request, 
Nor  turn'd  his  heart  from  me. 

PSALM  67.     CM.     Bedford.     [*] 
Prosperity,  Temporal  and  Spiritual. 
1    C<HINE  on  our  land,  Jehovah,  s.iine, 
^     With  beams  of  heav'nly  grace; 
o  Reveal  thy  pow'r  through  all  our  coasts, 

And  shew  thy  smiling  face. 
— 2   [Amidst  our  States  exalted  high, 
Do  thou  our  glory  stand; 
And  like  a  wall  of  guardian  fire, 
Surround  the  fav'rite  land.] 
e  3  When  shall  thy  name,  from  shore  to  shore, 
Sound  ail  the  earth  abroad? 
And  distant  nations  know,  and  love, 
Their  Saviour  and  their  God? 
o  4  Sing  to  the  Lord,  ye  distant  lands, 
e       Sing  loud  with  solemn  voice; 
s   Let  ev'ry  tongue  exalt  his  praise, 

And  ev'ry  heart  rejoice, 
g  5  He  the  great  Lord,  the  sov'reign  Judge, 
Who  sits  enthron'd  above, 
Wisely  commands  the  worlds  he  made, 
In  justice  and   in  iove. 
—6  Earth  shall  obey  her  Maker's  will, 
And  yield  a  full  increase; 
Our  God  will  crown  his  chosen  land, 
With  fruitfulness  and  peace, 
o  7  God  the  Redeemer  scatters  round 

His  choicest  favours  here! 
g  While  the  Creation's  utmost  bound 

Shall  see,  adore,  and  fear. 

PSALM  68.  L.M.  1st  Part.  Bteudon.  Truro.  [*] 
V.  1 — 6;  32 — 35.   The  Vengeance  and  Compassion  of  God. 
1    |   ET  God  arise  in  all  his  might, 
jLA  And  put  the  troops  of  hell  to  flight 


PSALM  G8.  113 


As  smoke  that  sought  to  cloud  the  skies, 

Before  the  rising  tempest  flies. 
e  2  [He  comes  array'd  in  burning  flames, 

Justice  and  vengeance  are  nia  names: 
e  Behold  his  fainting  foes  expire, 

Like  melting  wax  before  the  lire.] 
g  3  He  rides  and  thunders  through  the  sky; 

His  name,  Jehovah,  sounds  on  high: 
s   Sing  to  his  name,  ye  sons  of  grace; 

Ye  saints,  rejoice  before  his  face. 
r   4  The  widow  and  the  fatherless 

V\y  to  his  aid  in  sharp  distress; 

In  him  the  poor  and  helpless  find 

A  judge  most  just,  a  father  kind. 
— 5  Me  breaks  the  captive's  heavy  chain, 

And  prisoners  see  the  light  again; 
e  But  rebels,  who  dispute  his  will, 

Shall  dwell  in  chains  and  darkness  still. 

PAUSE. 

— 6  [Kingdoms  and  thrones  to  God  belong, 
3  Crown  him,  ye  nations,  in  your  song; 

His  wond'rous  names  and  powers  rehearse; 

His  honours  shall  enrich  your  verse.] 
g  7  He  shakes  the  heav'ns  with  loud  alarms; 

How  terrible  is  God  in  arms! 
— In  Israel  are  his  mercies  known, 

Israel  is  his  peculiar  throne, 
o  8  Proclaim  him  King,  pronounce  him  blest; 

He's  your  defence,  your  joy,  your  rest: 
g  When  terrours  rise,  and  nations  faint, 

God  is  the  strength  of  ev'ry  saint.  ] 

L.  M.     Second  Part.     Brentford.  Green's.    [*] 
Ver,  17,  18.     Chuist's  Ascension,  and  Gift  of  the  Spirit. 

1    |   ORD,  when  thou  didst  ascend  on  high, 
-L^  Ten  thousand  angels  fill'd  the  sky; 

Those  heav'hly  guards  around  thee  Wait, 

Like  chariots  that  atlend  thy  state. 
g  2  Not  Sinai's  mountain  could  appear 

More  glorious,  when  the  Lord  was  there; 

While  he  pronounced  his  dreadful  law, 

And  struck  the  chosen   tribes  with  awe. 
•10 


1 14  PSALM  68,  69. 

o  3  How   bright  the  triumph  none  can  tell, 
When  the  rebellious  pow'rs  of  hell, 
That  thousand  souls  had  captives  made, 
Were  all  in  chains — like  captives — led. 

s    4  Raised  by  his  Father  to  the  throne, 
He  sent  the  promis'd  Spirit  down, 
With  gifts  and  grace  for  rebel  men, 

g  That  God  might  dwell  on  earth  again. 

L.  M.    Third   Part.     IVeldon.    Leeds.     [*] 
V.  19,  9,  20,  21,  22.       Common  and  Spiriiual  Mercies. 

1  YV*^  D*ess  the  Lord,  the  just  and  good, 

f  ▼    Who  fills  our  hearts  with  joy  and  food; 
Who  pours  his  blessings  from   the  skies, 
And  loads  our  days  with  rich  supplies. 

2  He  sends  the  sun  his  circuit  round, 
To  cheer  the  fruits,  to  warm  the  ground; 
He  bids  the  clouds,  with  plenteous  rain, 
Refresh  the  thirsty  earth  again. 

3  'Tis  to  his  care  we  owe  our  breath, 
And  all  our  near  escapes  from  death: 
Safety  and  health  to  God  belong; 

He  helps  the  weak  and  guards  the  strong. 

4  He  makes  the  saint  and  sinner  prove 
The  common  blessings  of  his  love: 

e  But  the  wide  difference  that  remains, 

a  Is  endless  joys  and  endless  pains. 

[5  The  Lord,  that  bruis'd  the  serpent's  head, 
On  all  the  serpent's  seed  shall  tread; 
The  stubborn  sinner's  hope  confound, 
And  smite  him  with  a  lasting  wound.] 

0  6  His  own  right  hand  his  saints  shall  raise, 
From  the  deep  earth,  or  deeper  seas; 
And  bring  them  to  his  courts  above, 
There  to  enjoy  his  perfect  love. 

PSALM  69.     First  Part.    C.  M.     [b] 
Ver.  1 — 14.     The  sufferings  of  Christ  for  our  salvation. 

1  ["  QAVE  me,  O  God;  the  swelling  floods 

O  "Break  in  upon  my  soul: 
"I  sink,  and  sorrows  o'er  my  head, 
"Like  mighty  waters  roll. 


PSALM  GO.  115 

2  "I  cry  till  all  my  voice  be  gone; 

"In  tears  I  waste  the  day: 
"My  God,  behold  my  longing  eyes, 

"And  shorten  thy  delay. 

"They  hate  my  soul  without  a  cause, 

'And  still  their  number  grows, 
"More  than  the  hairs  around  my  head, 

"And  mighty  are  my  foes. 

4  "Twas  then  I  paid  that  dreadful  debt, 
"That  men  could  never  pay; 

"And  gave  those  honours  to  thy  law, 
"Which  sinners  took  away." 

5  Thus,  in  the  great  Messiah's  name, 
The  royal  prophet  mourns; 

Thus  he  awakes  our  hearts  to  grief, 
And  gives  us  joy  by  turns. 

6  "Now  shall  the  saints  rejoice,  and  find 
"Salvation  in  my  name; 

"For  I  have  borne  their  heavy  load 
"Of  sorrow,  pain,  and  shame. 

7  "Grief,  like  a  garment,  cloth'd  me  round, 
"And  sackcloth  was  my  dress, 

"While  I  procur'd  for  naked  souls 
"A  robe  of  righteousness. 

8  "Amongst  my  brethren  and  the  Jews, 
"I  like  a  stranger  stood, 

"And  bore  their  vile  reproach  to  bring 
"The  Gentiles  near  to  God. 

9  "I  came,  in  sinful  mortals'  stead, 
"To  do  my  Father's  will; 

"Vet  when  I  cleans'd  my  Father's  house> 
"They  scandaiiz'd  my  zeal. 

10  "My  fastings  and  my  holy  groans 
"Were  made  the  drunkard's  song; 

"But  God,  from  his  celestial  til  rone, 
"Heard  my  complaining  tongue. 

11  "He  sav'd  me  from  the  dreadful  deep. 
"Nor  let  my  soul  be  drown'd, 

"He  raiAl  and  tix'd  my  sinking  fee! 
"On  well  establish 'd  ground. 

12  "'Twas  in  a  most  accepted  b 
"My  prayer  aro^e  on  high; 


116  PSALM  69. 


"And,  for  my  sake,  my  God  shall  hear 
"The  dying  sinner's  cry." 

CM.  Second  Part,     [b] 
V.  14—  21,26,29,32.— The  Passion  and  exaltation  of  ChrUt. 

1  L^VTOW  let  our  lips  with  holy  fear, 

j3l    And  mournful  pleasure  sing, 
The  sufferings  of  our  great  High-Priest, 
The  sorrows  of  our  King. 

2  He  sinks  in  floods  of  deep  distress; 
How  high  the  waters  rise! 

While  to  his  heavenly  Father's  ear 
He  sends  perpetual  cries. 

3  "Hear  me,  O  Lord,  and  save  thy  Son, 
"Nor  hide  thy  shining  face; 

«;Why  should  thy  fav'rite  look  like  one, 
"Forsaken  of  thy*  grace? 

4  "With  rage  they  persecute  the  man, 
"Who  groans  beneath  thy  wound; 

"While  for  a  sacrifice  I  pour 
"My  life  upon  the  ground. 

5  "They  tread  my  honour  to  the  dust, 
"And  laugh  when  I  complain; 

"Their  sharp  insulting  slanders  add 
"Fresh  anguish  to  my  pain. 

6  "All  my  reproach  is  known  to  thee, 
"The  scandal  and  the  shame; 

"Reproach  has  broke  my  bleeding  heart, 
"And  lies  defil'd  my  name. 

7  "I  look'd  for  pity,  but  in  vain: 
"My  kindred  are  my  grief: 

"I  ask  my  friends  for  comfort  round, 
"But  meet  with  no  relief. 

8  "With  vinegar  they  mock  my  thirst; 
"They  give  me  gall  for  food: 

"And,  sporting  with  my  dying  groans, 
"They  triumph  in  my  blood. 

9  "Shine  into  my  distressed  soul, 
"Let  thy  compassion  save; 

4tAnd  though  my  flesh  sink  down  to  death, 
"Redeem  it  from  the  grave. 


PSALM  69.     lit 

■ — ■ ^ 

10  "I  shall  arise  to  praise  th>  name, 

"Shall  reign  in  worlds  of  light  uuknown; 

"An  1  thy  salvaiion,  O  my  God, 
"Shall  seat  me  on  thy  throne."] 

CM.    3d  Part.    Bethlehem.     [*] 
Christ's  Obedience  and  Death. 
1  T^ATHFR,  1  sing  thy  wondrous  grace. 

JP      I  bless  my  Sawour's  name; 
He  bought  salvation  for  the  poor, 
And  bore  the  sinner's  shame, 
o  2  I  lis  deep  distress  has  rais'd  us  high: 
His  duty  and  his  zeal 
Fulfill'd  the  law,  which  mortals  broke, 
And  hnish'd  all  thy  will. 
— 3  His  dying  groans,  his  living  songs, 
Shall  better  please  my  God, 
Than  harp's  or  trumpet's  solemn  sound, 
Than  goat's  or  bullock's  blood. 
o  4  This  shall  his  humble  foll'wers  aee, 

And  set  their  hearts  at  rest; 
— They,  by  his  death,  draw  near  to  thee, 

And  live  for  ever  blest. 
s    5  Let  heav'n,  and  all  that  dwell  on  high, 
To  God  their  voices  raise; 
White  lands  and  seas  assist  the  sky, 
And  join  t'  advance  his  praise. 
g  6  Zion  is  thine,  most  holy  God; 
Thy  Son  shall  bless  her  gates: 
And  glory,  purchas'd  by  his  blood, 

For  thine  own  Israel  waits.        St.  dsafih's. 

L.   M.     First    Part.     Dresden.    Armley.     [b] 

Christ's  Passion,  and  Sinner's  Salvation. 
c  1   "p|KKP  in  our  hearts,  let  us  record 

JLr   The  deeper  sorrows  of  our  Lord; 
a  Behold  the  rising  billows  roll, 

To  overwhelm  his  hoiy  soul, 
e  2  In  long  complaints  he  spends  his  breath, 
— While  hosts  of  hell,  and  pow'rs  of  deathj 

And  all  the  sons  of  ma! ice, join, 

To  execute  their  curst  deal 


118  PSALM  69. 


o  3  Yet,  gracious  God.  thy  pow'r  and  love 

Have   made  the  curse  a  blessing  prove; 
— Those  dreadful  sufferings  of  thy  Son 

Aton'd  for  sins  that  we  had  done. 

4  The  pangs  of  our  expiring  Lord, 

The  honours  of  thy  law  restor'd, 

His  sorrows  made  thy  justice  known, 

And  paid  for  follies  not  his  own. 
p  5  O,  for  his  sake,  our  guilt  forgive, 

And  let  the  mourning  sinner  live! 
o  The  Lord  will  hear  us  in  his  name, 

Nor  shall  our  hope  be  turn'd  to  shame. 
L.  M.    Second  Part.     Geneva.    Carthage,    [b] 
Ver.  7,  &c.    Christ's  Sufferings  and  Zeal. 

1  ^fFIWAS  for  our  sake,  eternal  God, 
JL    Thy  Son  sustain'-!  that  heavy  load 

Of  base  reproach  and  sore  disgrace, 

And  shame  defil'd  his  sacred  face. 

[2  The  Jews,  his  brethren  and  his  kin, 
Abus'd  the  man  that  check'd  their  sin: 
While  he  fulfiU'd  thy  holy  laws, 
They  hate  him>  but  without  a  cause. 

3  "My  Father's  house,"  said  he  "was  made 
"A  place  for  worship,  not  for  trade;" 
Then  scattering  all  their  gold  and  brass, 
He  scourg'd  the  merchants  from  the  place.] 

4  Zeal  for  the  temple  of  his  God 
Consum'd  his  life,  expos'd  his  blood; 
Reproaches  at  thy  glory  thrown 

He  felt,  and  mourn'd  them  as  his  own. 

e  5  His  friends  forsook,  his  followers  fled, 
While  foes  and  arms  surround  his  head; 
They  curse  him  with  a  sland  rous  tongue, 
And  the  false  judge  maintains  the  wrong. 
6  His  life  they  load  with  hateful  lies, 
And  charge  his  lips  with  blasphemies: 

a  They  nail  him  to  the  shameful  tree;— 

p  There  hung  the  man  who  died  for  me! 

e  7  [Wretches,  with  hearts  as  hard  as  stones, 
Insult  his  piety  and  groans; 
Gall  was  the  food  they  gave  him  there, 
And  mock'd  his  thirst  with  vinegar.] 


PSALM   71.  119 

S  But  Ci.nl  beheld;  and,  from  his  throne 
Murks  out  the  men   who  Irate  his  Son: 
o  The  hand  that  rais'd  him  from  the  dead, 
Shall  pour  forth  vengeance  on  their  head. 

flS  \  I \ MTiT    CM.     fTrTtTa "r t"      JV*.     [**) 
Vcr.  5 — 9.     The  aged  Shinfs  Reflections  arid  Jhpe- 

1  jVJV  Ciod,  my  everlasting  aope, 
x T  l_     1  live  apotl  tny  truth; 

Thine  hands  have  held  my  childhood  up, 
And  strengthen'd  all  my  youth. 

2  My  flesh  was  fashion'd  by  thy  pow'r, 
With  all  these  limbs  of  mine; 

And  from  my  mother's   painful  hour, 
I've  been  entirely  thine. 

3  Still  has  my  life  new  wonders  seen, 
Repeated  ev'ry  year; 

Behold   my  days  that  yet  remain, 
I  trust  them  to  thy  care. 

4  Cast  me  not  off  when  strength  decline?, 
When  hoary  hairs  arise; 

— And  round  me  let  thy  glories  shine, 

When'er  thy  servant  dies, 
o  5  Then  in  the  history  of  my  age, 

When  men  review  my  days, 
They'll  read  thy  love  in   ev'ry   page, 

In  ev'ry  line — thy  praise. 

C.  M.     Secoxd  Part.     Barb?/.    Sundew.     [*] 
>     15,  11,  16,  23,  22,  *2+.     Christ  our' Strength  and  H 
cousness. 
I   11  ,f  Y  Saviour,  my  Almighty  Friend, 
^▼-l     When  I  begin  thy  praise, 
e   Where  will  the  growing  numbers  end, 

The  numbers  of  thy  grace? 
— 2  Thou  art   my  everlasting  trust, 
Thy  goodness  I  ad-ue; 
And  since  I  knew  thy  graces  first, 
J  .speak  thy  glcnes  more, 
o  3  My  feet  shall  travel  all  the  length 
Ol  the  celestial  road; 
And  march   with  courage  in  thy  strength. 
To  see  my  Father  G*d. 
p  4  When  I  am  riil'd  with  sore 
^  >me  surprising  sin, 


120  PSALM  71. 


— I'll  plead  thy  perfect  righteousness; 

And  mention  none  but  thine, 
o  5  How  will  my  lips  rejoice  tp  tell 

The  vict'ries  of  my  King! 
My  soul  redeem 'd  from  sin  and  hell, 

Shall  thy  salvation  sing. 

6  [My  tongue  shall  all  the  day  proclaim 
My  Saviour  and  my  God; 

His  death  has  brought  my  foes  to  shame, 
And  drown'd  them  in  his  blood. 

7  Awake,  awake,  my  tuneful  powers; 
With  this  delightful  song 

I'll  entertain  the  darkest  hours, 
Nor  think  the  season  long.] 

C.  M.  Third  Part.    Hymn2d.  Canterbury,  [b] 

Ver.  17 21.     The  aged  Christian^  Prayer  and  Song. 

1   |^1  OD  of  my  childhood,  and  my  youth, 

vJT    The  guide  of  all  my  days, 

I  have  declar'd  thy  heav'nly  truth, 

And  told  thy  wondrous  ways. 

p  2  Wilt  thou  forsake  my  hoary  hairs, 

And  leave  my  fainting  heart? 

Who  shall  sustain  my  sinking  years? 

If  God,  my  strength,  depart? 

3  Let  me  thy  pow'r  and  truth  proclaim 
To  the  surviving  age, 

And  leave  the  savour  of  thy  name 
When  I  shall  quit  the  stage. 

4  The  land  of  silence  and  of  death 
Attends  my  next  remove; 

— O  may  these  poor  remains  of  breath 
Teach  the  wide  world  thy  love! 

PAUSE. 

[5  Thy  righteousness  is  deep  and  high, 

Unsearchable  thy  deeds; 
Thy  glory  spreads  btyond  the  sky, 

And  all  my  praise  exceeds. 
6  Oft  have  I  heard  thy  threat'nings  roar, 

And  oft  endur'd  the  grief; 
But  when  thy  hand  lias  press'd  me  sore. 

Thy  grace  was  my  relief.] 


PSALM       .      

Tin 
At  th\   ei.uniiand  I  venture  down, 

e  8  When   1  it, 

-—     My  flesh  shall  be  thy 
e  These  with'iing  limb^  with  i 
o       To  r  use  them  strontr  bi  rl  fair. 


PSALM  72.  L.  M.  ht.Parti  f 

Kingdom  •■     i 

1  i^i  REAT  God,  wh 

vJT  The  known  and  uofcnowu  wi  . 
.  v  Son; 
Extend  his  pow^r.  exalt  his  throne. 

2  Tl  well  becomes  his  h«ari<ls; 
All  heav'n  submits  to  his  commas 

His  justice  shall  avenge  the  p 

And  pride  and  evail  no  more. 

o  3  With  pow'f  he;  s  the  just, 

And  treads  thJ  oppressor  in  the  dust;  . 
e  His  worship  and  his  tear  shall  last, 

'Till  hoars,  and  years,  and  time  be  past 
b  4  As  rain  on  meadows  newly  mown, 

S    shall  he  send  his  influence  down; 

His  grace,  on  fainting  souls,  d 

Like  heav  idy  dew,  on  thirsts 
— 5   The  heathen  lands,  that  lie  bei 

The  shades  of  overspreading 
o  Revive  at  his  first  dawning  light; 

And  deserts  blossom  at  the  sight. 
o  6  The  saints  shall  flourish  in  his  days. 

Drest  in  the  robes  of  joy  and  | 
g  Peace, like  a  river,  from  hi 

Shall  flow  to  nations  yet  unknown, 

L.  M.  Second  P    • .    v 

(  i  Gt 

1    TMSl'S  gh 
#"    Does  his 

Hiskii 

'Till  in; 
o  :?  (B 

Ami  ]  I 

11 


122  PSALM  73. 


From  N<rth  to  South  the  princes  meet, 

To  pay  their  homage  at  his  feet. 
g  3  There  Persia,  glorious  to  behold; 

There  India  shines  in  eastern  gold; 

And  barbarous  nations,  at  his  word. 

Submit,  and  bow,  and  own  their  Lord.) 
—4  For  him  shall  endless  pray'r  be  made, 

And  praises  throng  to  crown  his  head; 

His  name,  like  sweet  perfume,  shall  rise 

With  ev'ry  morning  sacrifice, 
b  5  People  and  realms,  of  every  tongue, 

Dwell  on  his  love,  with  sweetest  song; 

And  infant  voices  shall  proclaim 

Their  early  blessings  on  his  name, 
o  6  Blessings  abound,  where'er  he  reigns; 

The  prison'r  leaps  to  loose  his  chains; 

The  weary  lind  eternal  rest, 

And  all  the  sons  of  want  are  blest. 
— 7  (Where  he  displays  his  healing  pow'r, 

Death  and  the  curse  are  known  no  more; 

In  him  the  tribes  of  Adam  boast 

More  blessings  than  their  father  lost, 
g  8  Let  ev'ry  creature  rise — and  bring 

Peculiar  honours  to  their  King: 

Angels  descend  with  songs  again, 

And  earth  repeat  the  long  Amen.) 

PSALM  73,     CM.     First  Part.     [*] 
Afflicted  Saints,  and  prosperous  Sinners. 

1  [VjOWTm  conrine'd  the  Lord  is  kind 

131    To  men  of  hearts  sincere; 
Yet  once  my  foolish  thoughts  rep'm'd, 
And  border'd  on  despair. 

2  I  griev'd  to  see  the  wicked  thrive, 
And  speke  with  angry  breath: 

*How  pleasant  and  profane  they  live: 
How  peaceful  is  their  death! 

3  With  well-fed  flesh  and  haughty  eyes. 
They  lay  their  fears  to  sleep. 

Against  the  heavens  their  slanders  rise, 
While  saints  in  silence  weep. 

4  In  vain  I  lift  my  hands  to  pray, 
And  cleanse  my  heart  in  vain. 


PSALM  73. 


For  I  am  chasten'd  all  the  day, 
The  night  renews  my  pain. 

5  Yet  while  my  tongue  indulg'd  complaints; 
I  felt  my  heart  reprove; 

•Sure  I  shall  thus  offend  thy  saints, 
And  grieve  the  men  I  love.' 

6  But  still  I  found  my  doubts  too  hard 
The  conflict  too  severe; 

Till  I  retir'd  to  search  thy  word, 
And  learn  thy  secrets  there. 

7  There,  as  in  some  prophetic  glass, 
I  saw  the  sinner's  Feet, 

High  mounted  on  a  slipp'ry  place, 
Beside  a  fiery  pit. 

8  I  heard  the  wretch  profanely  boast; 
Till  at  thy  frown  he  fell; 

His  honours  in  a  dream  were  lost, 
And  he  awakes  in  hell. 

9  Lord,  what  an  envious  fool  I  was? 
How  like  a  thoughtless  beast! 

Thus  to  suspect  thy  promis'd  grace, 
And  think  the  wicked  blest. 

10  Yet  I  was  kept  from  full  despair, 
Upheld  by  pow'r  unknown: 

That  blessed  hand  that  broke  the  snare, 
Shall  guide  me  to  thy  throne.] 

CM.    Second  Part.    St.  Sinn's.     [*] 
Ver.  2.5 — 28.  God  our  Portion,  here  and  hereafter. 
1    I'  101),  my  Supporter,  and  my  Hope, 

\M  My  Help  forever  Dear; 
Thine  arm  of  mercy  held  me  up, 

When  sinking  in  despair. 
!  Thy  counsels,  Lord,  shall  guide  my  feet, 

Through  this  dark  wilderness; 
Thine  hand  conduct  me  near  thy  seat, 

To  dwell  before  thy  face. 
I  Were  I  in  heav'n  without  my  God, 

'Twould  be  no  joy  to  me; 
And  whilst  this  earth  is  my  abode, 

I  long  for  none  but  thee. 
4  What  if  the  springs  of  life  were  broke, 

Vnd  flesh  and  heart  should  faint? 


1  £4 PSALM  7$? 

o  G  il's  eternal  Keck, 

The  strength  of  ev'ry  saint, 
p  5  Behold,  tli    simiers  who  remove 
Far  from  tby  presence — -lie; 
Not  all  the  idol  ghds  they  love, 
Can  save  l!icm  when  they  cry. 
—  6  But  'o  rlr  iw  hear  to  thee,  my  God, 

Shall  be  i  en  pi  ;y; 

o  My  tongue  shall  sound  thy  works  abroad, 
u       And  tell  the  world  my  joy.  Reading. 

L.  M.  Geneva.  Babylon.  [•>] 
Vtfr.  22,  5,  6,  \7 — 20.  The  Prosperity  cf  Sinners  citrsed. 
e  1  "|    ORD/what  a  thoughtless  wretch /was  I, 
JlA    T<    m':;ir;i,  and  murmur,  and  repine, 
T      v;.  t\-i-  v  ieked,  plac'd  on  high, 
In  pride,  and  robes  of  honour,  shine? 
p  2  But   oh,  their  end — their  dreadful  end! 
Thi  taught  me  so: 

On  si   if/n  roFks  I  see  them  stand, 
And  fiery  billows  roll  below* 
d  3  Now  let  tli  fyo>v  tall  they  rise, 

— I'll  never  envy  them  again; 
«]  There  they  n  d  wirh  haughtyeye^ 

a  'Till  they  plunge  deep  in  endless  pain. 
e  4  Their  f&'ncy'd  joys,  how  fast  they  flee! 
t  like  a  dn  i  man  awakes: 

TfteJr  songs  of  softest  harmony 
Are  but  a  preface  to  their  plagues. 
— -5  Now  I  este<  n  their  mirth  and  wine, 

Too  dear  to  pui'cliase  with  thy  blood; 
o  Lord,  'tis  enough  that  thou  art  mine, 
My  life,  my  portioji,  and  my  God. 

S    M.  Auissbury.  [b] 
The  .Mystery  of  Providence  unfolded 

1  QUTlEi  there's  a  righteous  God, 
k3  Nor  is  religion  vaifi; 

Though  men  of  vice  may  boast  aloud ; 
And  men  of  grace  complain. 

2  I  saw  the  wicked  rise, 
And  felt  my  heart  repine; 

While  haughty  fools,  with  scornful  eyes, 
In  robes  of  honour  shine. 


PSALM  74.  125 


3  rPamper'd  with  want,  n  e 

Their  flesh  looks  fall  and  fair; 
Their  wealth  rolls  in,  like  flossing  seas, 

And  grows  without  their  care. 
I  Free  from  the  plagues,  and  pains 

That  pious  souls  endure, 
Thro-  all  their  life  oppression  reigns, 

And  racks  the  humble  poor. 

5  Their  impious  tongues  blaspheme 
The  everlasting  God, 

Their  malice  blasts  the  good  man's  name, 
And  spreads  their  lies  abroad. 

6  But  I,  with  flowing  tears, 
Indulged  my  doubts  to  rise; 

'Is  there  a  God  that  sees,  or  hears, 
The  things  below  the  skies?1] 

7  The  tumults  of  my  thought 
Held  me  in  hard  suspense; 

'Till  to  thy  house  my  feet  were  brought, 
To  learn  thy  justice  thence. 

8  Thy  word  with  light  and  pow'r, 
Did  my  mistakes  amend; 

I  viewM  the  sinners  lives  before, 

But  here  I  learn  their  end. 
p  9  On  what  a  slipp'ry  steep, 

The  thoughtless  wretches 
a  And,  oh,  that  dreadful  fiery  deep, 

That  waiis  their  fall  below! 
*  10  Lord,  at  thy  feet  I  bow, 

My  thou g!its  no  more  repine; 
— I  call  my  God  my  portion  now; 

And  all  my  poto'rs  ;tre  thine. 

PSALM   74.   C.  Al.   JT\nra^.~[^] 
Tlve  Churchy  in  AJfHcti^ni  pleading 
1    %%TILL  Go;l  forever  cast  us  ofl? 
m     His  wrath  forever  smoke  —  - 
V  ',  mist  the  people  of  his  lore, 
His  little  chosen  flock) 
e  2  Think,  of  the  tribes,  so  dearly  b 
With  their  Redeemer's  blood. 
Nor  let  thy  '/ion  be  forgot, 
Where  once  thy  ir1      , 
*11 


1 26  PSALM  YA. 


o  3  Life  up  thy  feet,  and  march  in  haste, 

Aloud  our  ruin  calls; 
c  See  what  a  wide,  and  fearful  waste 

Is  made  within  thy  walls. 

4  [Where  onc^  thy  churches  pray'd  and  sang, 
Tny  foes  profanely  roar: 

Over  th\  g.itcs  their  ensigns  hang, 
Sad  vokens  of  their  pow'r. 

5  How  are  the  seats  of  worship  broke! 
They  tear  thy  buildings  down; 

An  '  he    who  deals  the  heaviest  stroke, 
Procures  the  chief  renown. 

6  With  flames,  they  threaten  to  destroy 
Thy  children  in  their  nest; 

'Come  let  us  bum  at  once,  they  cry, 
The  temple  and  the  priest.' 

7  And  still,  to  heighten  our  distress, 
T   y  presence  is  withdrawn; 

Thy  wonted  signs  of  pow'r  and  grace, 

Thy  pow'r  and  grace  are  gone. 
3  No  prophet  speaks  to  calm  our  wees. 

But  all  the  seers  mourn; 
There's  not  a  soul  amongst  us  knows, 

The  time  of  thy  return,] 

PAUSE, 

p  9  How  long,  eternal  God,  how  long 

Shall  men  of  pride  blaspheme! 
Shall  saints  be  made  their  endless  son< 

And  bear  immortal  shame? 
3  0  [Canst  thou  forever  sit  and  hear 

Thine  holy  name  profan'd? 
And  still  thy  jealousy  forbear, 

And  still  withhold  thine  hand?] 
e  11  What  strange  deliv'rance  hast  thou  shown. 

In  ages  long  before? 
\  id  now.no  other  God  we  own, 

No  other  God  adore. 
a 2   [Thou  diist  divide  the  raging  sea 

By  thy  resistless  might; 
To  make  thy  tribes  a  tfofrd'rous  way, 

And  then  secure  their  flight. 


PSALM  75.  i:: 


fid  of  nature  I 
The  darkness  and  the  d 

Didst  thou  not  bid  the  morning  shine, 

And  mark  the  sunfns  w,i\  } 
14  Hath  not  thy  pow'f  form'd  ev'ry  coast, 

And  set  the  earth  its  bou 
With  summer's  heat,  and  winter's  frost, 

In  their  perpetatfl  rounds? 
\;ul  sii.dl  the  sons  of  earth  and  dust, 

That  sacred  pow'r  blaspheme? 
Will  not  that  hand  that  lot  m'd  them  first. 

Avenge  thine  injur'd  name.?] 
lf>  Think  on  the  cov'nant  thou  hast  made. 

And  .ill  thy  words  of  love; 
Nor  lot  the  birds  of  prey  invade, 

And  vex  thy  mourning  dove. 

e   \7  [Our  foes  would  triumph  in  our  blood, 
And  make  our  heme  their  j- 
Plead  thine  own  cause,  almighty  God, 
And  give  thy  children  rest.] 


.  76.  \..  M.    Blendon.     [*] 

/V  '  lent  from  God  ahme. 

\   HTV)  thee,  most  Holy  and  most  High, 

\.  '\  bring  our  thankful  praise; 

V\r  clare  thy  name  is  nigh, 

d  of  grace, 
doom'd,  thy  chosen  sons 
heir  iocs  triumphant  rise; 
oppn  earthly  thr< 

"The]  d  of  the  skies. 

( rod,  with  equal  p  i 
ngeance  and  thy  grace, 
"T<  their  legions  from  the  shore, 

remnant  of  thy  race."] 
4  Le1  rs  sink  their  pride; 

scornfu)  i 
But  lay  their  foolish  th*  lights  aside, 

■S  'iiat  God  hath  made 
■me  by  chance, 
^w  d<  lion  blow; 

advance; 
"Tis  God  th  not  her  low. 


128  PSALM  76. 


6  No  vain  pretence  to  royal  birth, 
Shall  fix  a  tyrant  on  the  throne; 
God,  the  great  Sov 'reign  of  the  earth, 
Will  rise,  and  make  his  justice  known. 

7  [His  hand  holds  out  the  dreadful  cup 
Of  vengeance  mix'd  with  various  plagues, 
To  make  the  wicked  drink  them  up, 
Wring  out  and  taste  the  bitter  dregs. 

8  Now  shall  the  Lord  exalt  the  just, 
And  while  he  tramples  on  the  proud; 
And  lays  their  glory  in  the  dust, 

My  lips  shall  sing  his  praise  aloud. J 

PSALM  76.  C.   M.    Bedford.     [*] 
God  in  Zion  terrille  to  her  Enemies* 

1  TN  Judah,  God  of  old  was  known, 
JL  His  name  in  Israel  great; 

In  Salem  stood  his  holy  throne, 
And  Zion  was  his  seat. 

2  [Among  the  praises  of  his  saints, 
His  dwelling  there  he  chose: 

There  he  receiv'd  their  just  complaints, 
Against  their  haughty  foes.] 
o  3  From  Zion  went  his  dreadful  word, 
And  broke  the  threat'ning  spear; 
The  bow,  the  arrows,  and  the  sword, 
And  crush'd  th*  Assyrian  war. 
c  4  What  are  the  earth's  wide  kingdoms  else, 

But  mighty  hills  of  prey? 
— The  hill,  on  which  Jehovah  dwells, 
o      Is  glorious  more  than  they. 
5   [Twas  Zion's  King  that  stopt  the  breath 

Of  captains  and  their  bands: 
The  men  of  might  slept  fast  in  death, 
And  never  found  their  hands, 
d  6  At  thy  rebuke,  O  Jacob's  God, 
Both  horse  and  chariot  fell: 
Who  knows  the  terrour  of  thy  rod! 
Thy  vengeance  who  can  tell?] 
e  7  What  pow'r  can  stand  before  his  sight, 
When  once  his  wrath  appears? 


]>salm  :r. 1^9 

Iful  light, 
»  I  i    ea    h  1        ■    a  an     : 
—  8  When  God,  in  his  on 

I  b  save  th*  op})-,  i 
The  wrath  of  man  shall  work  his  pr  li 
And  .  the  rest. 

9  [Vou  U  !.  and  tribute  bring; 
Vc  princ  is  frown: 

His  terrours  shake  the  proudest  king, 
cuts  an  army  down, 

10  The  thunder  of  his  sharp  rebuke 
Our  haughty  foes  shall  : 

For  Jacob's  God  hath  not  forsook, 
Hut  dwelli  in  Zion  still.  1 


PSALM  77.   C.  M.    First  Pa  lit.  Abridge,  [b] 

.V'   ncJioJy  and  Hbp&. 
e  1  ri^O  God  I  rrv'd  wftb  mournful  voice, 
A    I  sought  Ins  gracious  ear; 
In  the  sad  day  when  troubles  rose, 
And  fill'd  my  heart  with  fear. 
p  2  Sad  were  my  -'lays,  and  dark  mV  nights. 
My   .  ml  refused  relief; 
I  thought  i  n  ( '"I,  the  jast  and  wise, 
But  increased  my  grief. 

Still  I  complain'd,  and  still  oppres*. 
heaii  begun  to  break: 

h  forbade  my  rest, 
.'i  kept  my  eyes  awake. 
4  My  overwhelming  sorrows  grow. 

Till  I  could  speak  no  mere; 
Then  I  within  myself  withdre 

ll'd  thy  judgments  o'er. 
)  I  eall'd  back  years  and  ancient  times, 
I  thy  face; 
ireh'd  for  secret  crimes, 
,4  might  withhold  thy  grace* 
6  I  c  til'd  thy  mercies  to  my  mind, 

Which  1  enjoy'd  before: 
And  will  the  Lord  no  more  be  kii 
IIi>  face  appear  no  more?] 
t  7  Will  he  forever  cast  m^  • 
liis  promise  ever  fail? 


130 PSALM  77. 

p  Has  he  forgot  his  tender  love? 

Shall  anger  still  prevail? 
— 8  But  I  forbid  this  hopeless  thought, 
This  dark  despairing  frame; 
Rememb'ring  what  thy  hand  hath  wrought; 
Thy  hand  is  still  the  same, 
o  9  I'll  think  again  of  all  thy  ways, 
And  talk  thy  wonders  o'er; 
Thy  wonders  of  recov'ring  grace, 
When  flesh  could  hope  no  more. 
6  10  Grace  dwells  with  justice  on  the  throne; 
—     And  men  who  love  thy  word, 
Have  in  thy  sanctuary  known 
The  counsels  of  the  Lord. 

C.  M.    Second  Part.     Wantage.     [*] 
Israel  brought  jrom  Egypt  to  Canaan. 
e  1  "XTOW  awful  is  thy  chast'ning  rod" — 
Jd  (May  thine  own  children  say) 
"The  great,  the  wise,  the  dreadful  God! 
"How  holy  is  his  way!" 
— 2  [  I'll  meditate  his  works  of  old; 
The  King  who  reigns  above, 
I'll  hear  his  ancient  wonders  told, 
And  learn  to  trust  his  love.] 
—3  Long  did  the  house  of  Joseph  lie, 
With  Egypt's  yoke  opprest; 
Long  he  delay 'd  to  hear  their  cry, 

Nor  gave  his  people  rest. 
4  The  sons  of  good  old  Jacob  seem'd, 
Abandon'd  to  their  foes; 
o  But  his  almighty  arm  redeem'd 

The  nation  that  he  chose. 
—5  Israel,  his  people  and  his  sheep, 
Must  follow  where  he  calls; 
He  bade  them  venture  through  the  deep, 
And  made  the  waves  their  walls! 
e  6  The  waters  saw  thee,  mighty  God, 

The  waters  saw  thee  come; 
u  Backward  they  fled,  and  frighted  stood, 
o      To  make  thine  armies  room. 
— 7  Strange  was  thy  journey  through  the  sea, 
Thy  footsteps,  Lord,  unknown; 


PSALM  78.  lit 


Terrours  attend  the  wondrous  way, 

That  brings  thy  mercies  down. 
d  8  [Thy  voice  with  terrour  in  the  sound, 

Through  clouds  and  darkness  brokt. 
All  heav'n  in  lightning  shone  around, 

And  earth  with  thunder  shook. 
9  Thine  arrows  thro'  the  sky  were  hurl'd. 

How  glorious  is  the  Lord! 
Surprise  and  trembling  seiz'd  the  world, 

And  his  own  saints  ador'd. 
— 10  He  gave  them  water  from  the  rock; 

And  safe,  by  Moses*  hand, 
Through  a  dry4desart  led  his  flock, 

Home  to  the  promis'd  land.]  _ 

PSALM  78.    C.  1M.  First  Part.  Hear,  [*] 

Providence  of  God  rehearsed  to  Children. 

1  T  ET  children  hear  the  mighty  deeds, 
JLi  Which  God  pcrfurm'd  of  old; 

Which  in  our  younger  years  we  saw, 
And  which  our  fathers  told. 

2  He  bids  us  make  his  glories  known, 
His  works  of  pow'r  and  grace; 

And  we'll  convey  his  wonders  down, 
Through  ev'ry  rising  race. 

3  Our  lips  shall  tell  them  to  our  sons, 
And  they  again  to  their's; 

That  generations,  yet  unborn, 
May  teach  them  to  their  heirs. 

4  Thus  shall  they  learn,  in  God  alone 
Their  hope  securely  stands; 

That  they  may  ne'er  forget  his  works, 
But  practise  his  commands. 

C.  M.    Second  Part.     China. 
Israel* s  Rebellion  and  Punishment. 
WHAT  a  stiff  rebellious  house 
Was  Jacob's  ancient  race! 
False  to  their  own  most  solemn  vows, 

And  to  their  Maker's  grace. 
.;   They  broke  the  cov'nant  of  his  love 
did  his  laws  despise: 


o 


is:  PSALM  rs. 

Forgot  the  works  he  wrought,  to  prove, 
His  pow'r  before  their  eft 

the  plagues  en  Egypt  lie' 
ind; 

it  dreadful  tokens  of  his  might 
Spread  o'er  the  stubborn  Ian 
A  T  the  might; 

march'd  with  -  jgh; 

With  srat3 

'Till  th<  the  foe. 

5  A  wond'i  on  i.rk'd  the  read, 

Com 
By  day  it  pr  it'ring  cloud, 

A  leading  fire  by  night. 
6  He  from  the  rock  the 

The  g    : 
And  ran  in  rive; -^  by  their  side, 
A  constant  it 
e  7  Yet  they  prove k 

And  hand: 

d  "Can  he  — d  our  host  supply, 

4 'A mid-:  rt  land?" 

8  T  indignation  heard, 

g       And  cahs'd  his  wrath  to  Earne; 
His  terrours  ever  sti  ar'd, 

To  vindic  .me. 

CM.     1  al.     [*b] 

Chastise  me  a  tion . 

1   f^I^HEN  Israel's  sins  the 
¥  f     Ajid  fills  their  heart 

An. 

And 

- 

■   I  ■ 

,  likes     ,.::.'.. 


lLM   78. 


4  But  they  in  murm'ring  Language  said, 

"Manna  is  all  our  least; 
•«We  loath  this  light,  this  airy  bread, 

44  We  must  have  hVsh  to  taste.  ' 
Ye  shall  have  flesh  to  please  your  lust,'' 

The  Lord  in  wrath  repiy'd; 
And  sent  them  quails,  like  sand  or  dust, 

Heaped  up  from  side  to  side. 

6  He  gave  them  all  their  own  desire; 
And  greedy  as  they  fed, 

His  vengeance  burnt  with  secret  fire; 
And  smote  the  rebels  dead. 

7  When  some  were  slain,  the  rest  returned, 
And  sought  the  Lord  with  tt 

Under  the  rod  they  feajf'd  and  mou] 
But  soon  forgot  their  fears. 

5  Oft  lie  chastis'd,  and  still 
'Till  by  his  gracious  hand, 

The  nation  he  resolv'd  to  save;, 
Possess'd  the  promised  land.] 

L.  M.     Bath. 
Vck  32,  &cc. — .; 

1  |~1KLY\T  God,  bow  oil  did  Is:  a 
\Jf  By  turns,  thine  anger  and  thy   I 

There,  in  a  glass,  our  L< 
How  fickle  and 

2  How  soon  the  faithlei  rgot 
The  dreadful  wonder-.  God  had  wrou 
Then  they  provoke  him  to  his  face; 
Nor  fear  his  pow'r,  nor  trust  his  grace. 

3  The  Lord  consum'd  their  ) 

And  made  their  trav<  .  ind  vain; 

A  tedious  march,  th 
Wore  out  then 

4  (3ft,  when  th< 

They  mourn 'd,  and  sought  the  L 

Call'd  him  the  Rock  - 

Their  high  Redeemer,  and  t::  j 

5  Their  pi .-. . 
As  Batt'ring  \>  -  . 
While  the 
Fane  I 

12 


134  PSALM  80. 


6  Yet  did  his  sov'reign  grace  forgive 
The  men,  who  ne'er  deserv'd  to  live: 
His  anger  oft  away  he  turn'd 

Or  else  with  gentle  flame  it  burn'd. 

7  He  saw  their  flesh  was  weak  and  frail, 
He  saw  temptation  still  prevail; 

The  God  of  Abraham  lov'd  them  still, 
And  led  them  to  his  holy  hill. 

PSALM  80.     L.  M.    Dresden.    Morcton.  [b] 
The   Church  in  Affliction. 
1    ^i  RE  AT  Shepherd  of  thine  Israel, 

VJ  Who  didst  between  the  cherubs  dwell, 
And  ledst  the  tribes,  thy  chosen  sheep, 
Safe  through  the  desert  and  the  deep: — 
e  2  Thy  Church  is  in  the  desert  now; 
—Shine  from  on  high,  and  guide  it  thro'; 
Turn  us  to  thee,  thy  love  restore; 
We  shall  be  sav'd,  and  sigh  no  more. 

3  [Great  God,  whom  heav'nly  hosts  obey. 
How  long  shall  we  lament  and  pray, 
And  wait  in  vain  thy  kind  return? 

How  long  shall  thy  fierce  anger  burn? 
Pause  I. 

4  Instead  of  wine  and  cheerful  bread, 
Thy  saints  with  their  own  tears  are  fed: 
Turn  us  to  thee;  thy  love  restore: 

We  shall  be  sav'd  and  sigh  no  more.] 
e.  5  Hast  thou  not  planted,  with  thy  hand, 

A  lovely  vine  in  this  our  land? 

Did  not  thy  pow'r  defend  it  round, 

And  heav'nly  dews  enrich  the  ground? 
— 6  How  did  the  spreading  branches  shoot, 

And  bless  the  nation  with  the  fruit; 
e  But  now,  O  Lord,  look  down  and  see 

Thy  mourning  vine,  that  lovely  tree, 
7  Why  is    its  beauty  thus  defac'd? 

Why  hast  thou  laid  her  fences  waste? 
•—Strangers  and  foes  against  her  join, 

And  ev'ry  beast  devours  the  vine. 

8  Return,  almighty  God,  return; 

p  Nor  let  thy  bleeding  vineyard  mourn 


PS\LM  81. 


—Turn  us  to  thee,  thy  love  restore; 
»  We  shall  be  sav'd,  and  sigh  no  more. 
Pausk  II. 

9  [Lord,  when  this  vine  in  Canaan  grew, 
Thou  wast  its  strength  and  glory  too! 
Attacked  in  vain  by  all  its  foes, 

Till  the  fair  Branch  of  promise  rose. 

10  Fair  Branch,  ordain'd  of  old  to  shoot 
From  David's  stock,  from  Jacob's  root; 
Himself  a  noble  Vine,  and  we 

The  lesser  branches  of  the  Tree. 

11  'Tis  thy  own  Son;  and  he  shall  stand. 
Girt  with  thy  strength,  at  thy  right  hand; 
Thy  first-born  Son,  adorn 'd  and  blest 
With  power  and  grace  above  the  rest. 

12  O!  for  his  sake,  attend  our  cry, 
Shine  on  thy  churches,  lest  they  die; 
Turn  us  to  thee,  thy  love  restore: 
We  shall  be  sav'd,  and  sigh  no  more.] 

PSALM  81.    S.  M.      Aylesbury.     Dover.    [*] 
Ver.  1,  8—16. — Saints  warned  and  exhorted* 
1    O ING  to  the  Lord,  aloud, 
^  And  mike  a  joyful  noise: 
o  God  is  our  Strength,  our  Saviour  God; 

Let  Israel  hear  his  voice, 
e     2  "From  vile  idolatry, 

"Preserve  my  worship  clean; 
"I  am  the  Lord,  who  set  thee  free 
"From  slavery  and  from  sin. 
—  3  "Stretch  thy  desires  abroad, 
"And  I'll  supply  them  well; 
c  "But  if  ye  will  refuse  your  God, 

"If  Israel  will  rebel; — ■ 
d     4  "I'll  leave  them,"  saith  the  Lord, 
"To  their  own  lusts  a  prey; 
•'And  let  them  run  the  dang'rous  road — 
"'Tis  their  own  chosen  way. 
5  "Yet,  O  that  all  my  saints 
"Would  hearken  to  my  voice! 
— "Soon  I  would  ease  their  sore  complaints, 
"And  bid  their  hearts  rejoice. 


136  PSALM 


6  "While  I  destroy  their 

"I'd  richly  feed  my  fleck; 
"And  they  should  taste  the  stream,  that  flows 
"From  their  eternal  Rock." 


v 


PSALM  82.     L    M.     (Jul  Hundred.     [*] 
God  Supreme:  or,  Magistrate*  warned. 
MONG  thJ  assemblies  of  the  great, 

A  greater  Ruler  takes  I) is  seat: 

The  God  of  heav'n,  as  Judge,  surveys 

Those  Gods  on  earth,  and  all  their  ways. 

2  Why  will  ye  then  frame  wicked  laws? 

Or  why  support  th'  unrighteous  cause? 

When  will  ye  once  defend  the  poor. 

That  sinners  vex  the  saints  no  more? 
e  3  They  know  not,  Lord,  nor  will  they  know; 

Dark  are  the  ways  in  which  they  go; 

Their  name  of  earthly  gods  is  vain; 

For  they  shall  fall  aud  die  like  men. 
o  4  Arise,  O  Lord,  and  let  thy  Son 

Possess  his  universal  throne; 

0  And  rule  the  nations  with  his  rod: 
g  Pie  is  our  Judge,  and  he  our  God, 

PSALM  83.    S.  p/L  V  Little  Marlboro*,    [b] 

A  complaint  against  Persecutors. 

1  A  ND  will  the  God  erf  graej* 

J\.  Perpetual  silence  keep? 
The  God  of  justice  hold  his  peace, 
And  let  his  vengeance  sleep? 

2  Behold,  what  cursed  snares 
The  men  of  mischief  spread; 

The  men,  who  hate  thy  saints  and  thee. 

Lift  up  their  threat'ning  head, 
e       3  Against  thy  hidden  ones 

Their  counsels  they  employ; 
And  malice,  with  her  watchful  eye, 

Pursues  them  to  destroy. 
4  [The  noble  and  the  base 

Into  thy  pastures  leap: 
The  lion  and  the  stupid  ass 

Conspire  to  vex  thy  sheep. 

1  5  "Come  let  us  join,  they  cry, 

"To  root  them  from  the  ground; 


rSALM  84.  137 


'•'Till  not  the  name  of  saints  remain, 
44 Nor  mem'ry  shall  be  found.5' 
6  Awake,  almighty  God, 
And  call  thy  wrath  to  mind; 
Give  them  like  forests  to  the  fire, 
Or  stubble  to  the  -wind.] 
—    7  Convince  their  madness,  Lord, 
And  make  them  seek  thy  name; 
Or  else  their  stubborn  rage  confound, 
That  they  may  die  in  shame. 
o      8  Then  shall  the  nations  know 
That  glorious  dreadful  word; 
g  Jehovah — is  thy  name  alone, 

And  thou  the  sov'reign  Lord. 

PSALM  84.    L.  M.     1st  Part.    Moreton.    [*] 
The  pleasure  oj  Public  Worship. 

1  TTOW  pleasant,  how  divinely  fair, 
Jtl  O  Lord  of  hosts,  thy  dwellings  are! 

With  long  desire  my  spirit  faints, 

To  meet  th    assemblies  of  thy  saints. 
e  2  My  flesh  would  rest  in  thine  abode, 

My  panting  heart  cries  out  for  God; 
e  My  God,  my  King,  why  should  I  be 

So  far  from  all  my  joys,  and  thee.* 

3  [The  sparrow  chooses  where  to  rest, 

And  for  her  young  provides  her  nest; 

But  will  my  God  to  sparrows  grant 

That  pleasure  which  his  children  want?  | 
o  4  Blest  are  the  saints  who  sit  on  high, 

Around  thy  throne  of  majesty; 
o  Thy  brightest  glories  shine  above, 

And  all  their  work   is  praise  and  V 
o  5  Blest  are  the  souls,  who  find  a  plac- 

Within  the  temple  of  thy  grace; 
— There  they  behold  thy  gentler  rays, 

And  seek  thy  face,  and  learn  thy  pr 
Blest  are  the  men,  whose  heart  i 

To  find  the  way  to  '/ion's  gate; 

God  is  their  strength:  ai:d  thro'  the  road 

They  lean  npon  their  helper  God. 


138  PSALM  84. 


o  7  Cheerful  they  walk  with  growing  strength, 
'Till  all  shall  meet  in  H<  av'n  at  length; 

,  "fill  all  before  thy  fao 
And  join  in  nobler  worship  there.         PoriUgal. 

;,.  M.    Second  Part.    Cattle- Street.  Green's.  [.*] 
God  and  nis  Church:  or,  Grace  and    Glory. 
1    |^1REA.T  God,  attend  while  Zion  sings 

*^  The  joy  that  from  thy  presence  springs: 
To  spend  one  day  with  thee  on  earth, 
Exceeds  a  thousand  days  of  v 

Might  I  enjoy  the  meanest  place, 
Within  thy  house,  ()  God  of  grace; 
— Not  tents  of  ease,  nor  thrones  of  pow'r, 
Should  tempt  my  feet  to  leave  the  door. 
o  3  God  is  our  Sun,  he  makes  our  day; 
God  is  our  Shield,  he  guards  our  way 
From  all  th'  assaults  of  hell  and  sin. 
From  foes  without  and  foes  within. 
— 4  All  needful  grace  will  God  bestow, 
And  crown  that  grace  with  glory  too, 
He  gives  us  all  things,  and  withholds 
No  real  good  from  upright  souls. 
g  5  O  God  our  King,  whose  sov'reign  sway 
The  glonous  hosts  of  heaven  obey, 
And  devils  at  tiiy  presence  flee, 
Blest  is  the  man  who  trusts  in  thee. 
Paraphrased  in  C.  M.    Jyoxotogy.   Arundel.    [*] 

Ver.  1,  4,  2,  3,  10.  God  present  in  hi  a  «" 
c  1   TW/fY  soul,  how  loveiy  is  the  place, 

jLIjL  To  which  thy  God  resorts! 
— 7Tis  heav'n,  to  see  his  smiling  face, 

Though  in  his  earthly  courts. 
o  2  There  the  great  Monarch  of  the  ski-> 

His  saving  pow'r  displays; 
o  And  light  breaks  in  upon  our  ey 

With  kind  ah  !  quick'ning  ray^. 
b  3  With  his  rich  gifts  the  heav'nly  Dave, 

Descends  and  fills  the  place; 
— While  Christ  reveals  his  wondrous  love, 

And  sheds  abroad  his  grace. 
o  4  T  '     God,  jthy  words  fleclan 

The  t!    l  thy  ••  ill. 


PSALM 


And  still  we  s  ek.  thy  mercies  there, 
And  sing  thy  praises  still. 

P  A  I 

— 5   [My  heart  and  f  ut  for  thee, 

While  far  from  thine  abode: 

p  When  shall  I  tread  thy  courts,  and  see 

My  Saviour  and  my  God* 
— 6  The  sparrow  builds  herself  a  nest, 

And  suffers  no  remove; 
e  0  make  me,  like  the  sparrows  blest, 

To  dwell  but  where  I  love. 
— 7  To  sit  one  day  beneath  thine  eye, 
And  hear  thy  gracious  voice, 
Exceeds  a  whole  eternity, 
Employ  W  in  carnal  joys, 
lord,  at  thy  threshhold  I  would  wait, 
While  Jesus  is  within; 
Rather  than  till  a  throne  of  state, 
Or  live  in  tents  of  sin. 
— 9  Could  I  command  the  spacious  land. 
And  the  more  boundless  sea, 
For  one  blest  hour  at  thy  right  hand, 
I'd  give  them  both  away.] 

P.  Rt     Bcihemta.     [*] 
Longing  Jar  the  Houae  of  Goo. 

1   "I    ORD  oi  the  worlds  above, 
JLi  How  pleasant,  and  how  fair, 
The  dwellings  of  thy  love, 
Thy  earthly  temples  aie! 
To  thine    b 
My  heart  aspii 
With  wai  m  desires, 
To  see  mj  God- 

■ow  for  her  youu 
\\  ith  pleasure  sreks  a  nest; 

wand 'ring  swallows  long, 
To  find  their  wonted  rest! 
pint  faints, 
W  ith  equal  Be  d. 
and  dwell 
•  ,;.  saint  .] 

its  to  hea: 


(40  PSALM  85. 


O  happy  men,  who  pay 
Their  constant  service  there! 

They  praise  thee  still; 

And  happy  they, 

Who  love  the  way 

To  Zion's  hill. 
— 4  They  go  from  strength  to  strength, 
Through  this  dark  vale  of  tears;  *" 
'Till  each  arrives  at  length, 
'Till  each  in  heav'n  appears. 
o       O  glorious  seat, 

When  God  our  King 

Shall  thither  bring 

Our  willing  feet! 

PAUSE. 

c  5  [To  spend  one  sacred  day, 
Where  God  and  saints  abide; 
Affords  diviner  joy, 
Than  thousand  days  beside: 

Where  God  resorts, 

I  love  it  more 

To  keep  the  door, 

Than  shine  in  courts.] 
—6  God  is  our  Sun  and  Shield, 
Our  light  and  our  defence; 
With  gifts  his  hands  are  fhTd, 
We  draw  our  blessings  thence. 

He  shall  bestow, 

On  Jacob's  race, 

Peculiar  grace, 

And  glory  too. 
o  7  The  Lord  his  people  loves; 
His  hand  no  good  withholds, 
From  those  his  heart  approves 
From  pure  and  pious  souls. 
o      Thrice  happy  he, 

O  God  of  hosts, 

Whose  spirit  trusts 

Alone  in  thee. 

PSALM  85.  L.M.  First  PartT    Ml- Saints.   [*] 

Ver.  1 — 8.    Deliverance  began  and  completed. 

1  T  ORD,  thou  hast  call'd  thy  grace  to  mind 

jLJ  Thou  hast  revers'd  our  heavy  doom; 


'       s\M    85,  86. 14, 

So  (i'xl  forgave,  •  I  sinn'd, 

And  bro*t  Ins  wand'r'mg  captive*  home:. 
j  Thou  hast  begun  to  set  ui  free. 

And  made  tin  fiercest  wrath  abate; 

Now  let  our  hearts  he  turn'd  to  thee. 

And  thy  salvation  be  complete. 
c  3  Revive  our  dying  graces,  Lord, 

And  let  thy  saints  in  thee  rejoic   ; 

Make  known  thy  truth;  fulfil  thy  word, 

We  wait  for  praise  to  tune  our  voice. 
—  I   We  wait  to  hear  what  God  will  say: 
o  He'll  speak,  and  give  his  people  peace: 
— Hut  let  them  run  no  mere  astray, 
e  Lest  his  returning  wrath  increase.        Armley* 
L.  M.    Second  Part,     Islington.     Ofiorto.    [*] 

Ver.  y,  kc. — Sdlvation  by  CunisT. 
1    O  ALYATION  is  forever  nigh 

^  The  souls  who  fear  and  trust  the  Lord; 
And  grace,  descending  from  on  high, 
Fresh  hopes  of  glory  shall  afford. 
b  2  Mercy  and  truth  on  earth  are  met, 
Since  Christ  the  Lord  came  down  from  heav'n; 
By  his  obedience  so  complete, 

■\cr  is  pleas'd,  and  peace  is  gtv'n. 
w  truth  and  honour  shall  abound, 
il  on  earth  again; 
verily  influence  bless  the  ground, 
In  our  Rpdec  tie  reign. 

— 4  His  righteousness  is  gone  before. 
To  give  us  free  access  to  God; 
Our  wandVing  feet  shall  stray  no  more, 
But  mark  his  steps,  and  keep  the  road. 

PS ALM  86.  C,  !M  Part.     York    \ 

Y.  %—\5. — .<9  .■  ;  of  Pvaisd  to  Goo. 

1     k  MONG  the  princes,  earthly  | 

i\   Th<  re*s  none  hath  power  Divine; 
i  the  r  nature,  mighty  Lord, 

Nor  are  their  works,  like  thine. 
J   The  nations  thou  hast  made,  shall  bring 

Their  offerings  round  thy  tin-one; 
For  thou  alune  dost  wondrous  things*; 

For  thou  an  God  alone. 


142 PSALM  87,  89. 

e  3  Lord,  I  would  walk  with  holy  feet; 
Teach  me  thine  heavenly  ways; 
And  my  poor  scatter'd  thoughts  unite, 
In  God  my  Father's  praise. 
o  4  Great  is  thy  mercy,  and  my  tongue 
Shall  those  sweet  wonders  tell; — 
How,  by  thy  grace,  my  sinking  soul 
Rose  from  the  deeps  of  hell. 

PSALM  87.     L.  M.     Green's.  Leeds.     [*] 
The  Church  the  Birth-place  of  tlie  Saints. 

1   |^1  OD,  in  his  earthly  temple,  lays 
vF  Foundations  for  his  heav'nly  praise: 
e  He  likes  the  tents  of  Jacob  well; 
o  But  still  in  Zion  loves  to  dwell. 
e  2  His  mercy  visits  ev'ry  house, 

That  pay  their  night  and  morning  vows; 
o  But  makes  a  more  delightful  stay, 

Where  churches  meet  to  praise  and  pray. 
e  3  What  glories  were  describ'd  of  old' 

What  wonders  are  of  Zion  told! 
o  Thou  city  of  our  God  below, 

Thy  fame  shall  Tyre  and  Egypt  know, 
o  4  Egypt  and  Tyre,  and  Greek  and  Jew, 

Shall  there  begin  their  lives  anew: 
s  Angels  and  men  shall  join  to  sing 

The  Hill  where  living  waters  spring. 
— 5  When  God  makes  up  his  last  account 

Of  natives  in  his  holy  mount, 

'Twill  be  an  honour  to  appear, 

As  one  new-born  o:  nourish 'd  there! 

PSALM  89.  L.  M.  First  Part.     Aantivich.  [*] 
Covenant  with  Christ,  the  true  David. 

1  ~|7K)REVER  shall  my  song  record 

X    The  truth  and  mercy  of  the  Lord; 
o  Mercy  and  truth  forever  stand, 
Like  heav'n,  establish'd  by  his  hand. 

2  Thus  to  his  S _>n  he  swore,  and  said, 
d  "With  thee  my  cov'nant  first  is  made; 

"In  thee  shall  dying  sinners  live, 
"Glory  and  grace  are  thine  to  give. 


PSALM  89.  14. 


3  "Be  thou  my  Prophet,  thou  my  Priest; 
"Thy  children  shall  be  ever  blest: 
"Thou  art  my  chosen  King;  thy  throne 
"Shall  stand  eternal,  like  my  own. 

4  There's  none  of  all  my  sons  above, 
"So  much  my  image,  or  my  love: 
"Celestial  pow'rs  thy  subjects  are; 
"Then  what  can  earth  to  thee  compare? 

5  "David  my  servant,  whom  I  chose, 
"To  guard  my  nock,  to  crush  my  foes, 
"And  rais'd  him  to  the  Jewish  throne, 
"Was  but  a  shadow  of  my  Son." 

o  6  Now  let  the  church  rejoice,  and  sing 

Jesus  her  Saviour  and  her  King; 
s  Angels  his  heav'nly  wonders  show, 

And  saints  declare  his  works  below.        Truro. 

CM.    First  Part.     Colchester.    Abridge.     [*] 
The  Faithfulness  of  God. 

1  1\/JV  never-ceasing  songs  shall  show 
-LT  JL  The  mercies  of  the  Lord; 

And  make  succeeding  ages  know, 
How  faithful  is  his  word. 

2  The  sacred  truths,  his  lips  pronounce. 
Shall  firm  as  heav'n  endure; 

And  if  he  speaks  a  promise  once, 
TV  eternal  grace  is  sure. 
e  3  How  long  the  race  of  David  held 

The  promis'd  Jewish  throne! 
o  But  there's  a  nobler  cov'nant  seal'd. 

To  David's  greater  Son. 
o  4  His  seed  for  ever  shall  possess 
A  throne  above  the  skies: 
The  meanest  subject  of  his  grace 
Shall  to  that  glory  rise. 
g  5  Lord  God  of  hosts,  thy  wondrous  ways, 
Are  sung  by  saints  above; 
And  saints  on  earth  their  honours  raise, 
To  thy  unchanging  love 

CM.     SkconuPart.     Plymouth,     [b] 
V.  7,  fee — Majesty  of  God:  or,  Reverential  II  tr 
c  1  lyi  I II  n  \  'rence  let  the  saints  appear, 
▼  ▼     And  bow  before  the  Lord; 


144  PSALM  89. 


His  high  commands  with  rev'renct  hear, 
And  tremble  at  his  word, 
a  2  How  terrible  thy  glories  rise! 

—  How  bright  thy  fteatftfes  shme! 

e  Where  is  the  pow'r  with  thee  that  vi< 

Or  truth  compar'd  with  thine? 
g  3  The  northern  pole,  and  southern,  r 

On  thy  supporting  hand; 
Darkness  and  day,  from  feast  to  west, 

Move  round  at  thy  command. 
o  4  Thy  words  the  raging  winds  control, 

And  rule  the  boist'rous  deep; 
Thou  make'st  the  sleeping  billows  roll, 

The  rolling  billows  sleep. 
— 5  Heav'n,  earth,  and  air,  and  sea  are  thine, 
e       And  the  dark  world  of  hell: 
a  How  did  thine  arm  in  vengeance  sjiine, 

When  Egypt  durst  rebel' 
g  6  Justice  and  jud£foient  are  thy  throne, 

—  Vet  wondrous  i^  thy  grace; 

o  While  truth  and  mercy  joined  in  one, 
Invite  us  near  thy  face. 
CM.  Third  Part.     Dtvizcs.     [*] 
Ver.  15,  fcc. — A  Blessed  Gospel, 

1  TM-EST  are  the  souls,  who  hear  and  know 
J3  The  gospel's  joyful  sound; 

Peace  shall  attend  the  paths  they  go, 
And  light  their  steps  surround. 

2  Their  joy  shall  bear  their  spirits  up. 
Through  their  Redeemer's  name; 

His  righteousness  exalts  their  hope; 
Nor  Satan  dares  condemn. 
o  3  The  Lord  our  glory  and  defence, 

Strength  and  salvation  gives: 
g  Israel,  thy  King  for  ever  reigns, 
Thy  God  for  ever  lives. 

CM.     Fourth  Part.    Meat. 
Ytr.  19,  bee. — Christ's  Mediatorial  Kttigdt 
1  "|2  r.  EAR  what  the  Lord  in  vision  said, 
il  And  made  his  mercy  known: 
d  "Sinners,  behold  your  help  is  Laid 
"C:i  my  almighty  Sen. 


.PSALM  89.  11. 


2  "Behold  the  Man  my  wisdom  chose, 

"Among  your  mortal  rate; 
"His  head  my  holy  oil  o'erllows, 

"The  Spirit  of  my  grace; 

o  3  "High  shall  he  reign  on  David's  throne, 
"My  people's  better  King; 
"My  arm  shall  beat  his  rivals  down, 
"And  still  new  subjects  bring. 

—4  "My  truth  shall  guard  him  in  his  way, 

"With  mercy  by  his  side; 
o  "While  in  my  name,  o'er  earth  and  sea, 

"He  shall  in  triumph  ride. 

— 5  "Me  for  his  Father,  and  his  God, 
"He  shall  for  ever  own; 
"Call  me  his  Rock,  his  high  Abode,, 
o       "And  I'll  support  my  Son. 

g  G  uMy  first-born  Son,  array'd  in  grace, 
"At  my  right  hand  shall  "sit; 
"Beneath  him  angels  know  their  place, 
"And  monarch s  at  his  feet. 

d  7  "My  covenant  stands  for  ever  fast, 
"My  promises  are  strong; 
"Firm  as  the  heavens  his  throne  shall  last, 
"His  seed  endure  as  long." 

CM,    Fifth  Part.     St.jisaflh'*.    [*] 

V.  SO,  &c. — The  Covenant  of  Grace,  ordered  and  sure. 
1  "XTET,  saitli  the  Lord,  if  David's  race, 
X    "The  children  of  my  Son, 
e  "Should  break  my  laws,  abuse  my  grace, 
"And  tempt  mine  anger  down; — 

"2  "Their  sins  I'll  visit  with  the  rod, 
"And  make  their  folly  smart; 
— "But  I'll  not  cease  to  be  their  God, 
"Nor  from  uiy  truth  depart. 

o  "My  cov'nant  I  will  ne'er  revoke, 

"But  keep  my  grace  in  mind; 
"And  what  eternal  Lovi 

"Eternal  truth  shall  bind. 

13 


146  PSA.LM  89. 


e  4  "Once  have  I  sworn,  (I  need  no  more,) 
"And  pledg'd  my  holiness, 
"To  seal  the  sacred  promise  sure, 
4 'To  David  and  his  race. 
o  5  "The  sun  shall  see  his  offspring  rise, 
"And  spread  from  sea  to  sea; 
"Long  as  he  travels  round  the  skies, 
"To  give  the  nations  day. 
g  6  "Sure  as  the  moon  that  rules  the  night, 
"His  kingdom  shall  endure; 
"Till  the  fix'd  laws  of  shade  and  light 
"Shall  be  observ'd  no  more." 

L.  M.    Second  Part.    PlexjeVs.    [b] 
Yer.  47,  &c. — Mortality  and  Hope. — A  Funeral  Psalm. 
e  1  TJEMEMBER,  Lord,  our  mortal  state, 
p       XX  How  frail  our  life,  how  short  the  date! 

Where  is  the  man,  who  draws  his  breath, 

Safe  from  disease,  secure  from  death? 
— 2  Lord,  while  we  see  whole  nations  die, 

Our  flesh  and  sense  repine  and  cry, 
p  "Must  death  for  ever  rage  and  reign? 

"Or,  hast  thou  made  mankind  in  vain? 

3  "Where  is  thy  promise  to  the  just? 
"Are  not  thy  servants  turn'd  to  dust?" 

— But  faith  forbids  these  mournful  sighs, 
o  And  sees  the  sleeping  dust  arise. 

4  That  glorious  hour,  that  dreadful  day, 
Wipes  the  reproach  of  saints  away, 
And  clears  the  honour  of  thy  word; 

s  Awake  our  souls,  and  bless  the  Lord. 

P.  M.     Harlington.     [b*] 
Yer.  47,  Sec. — Life,  Death,  and  the  JResurrection. 
e  1  TilHINK,  mighty  God,  on  feeble  man; 
c        X    How  few  his  hours,  how  short  his  span' 
—     Short  from  the  cradle  to  the  grave: 
e  Who  can  secure  his  vital  breath, 
Against  the  bold  demands  of  death, 
With  skill  to  fly,  or  power  to  save? 
— 2  Lord,  £l~<ill  it  be  for  ever  said, 
d  "The  rate  of  man  was  only  made 

"For  sickness,  sorrow,  and  the  dust!" 


PSALM   90.  147 


e  Are  not  thy  servants,  day  by  day, 

Sent  to  their  graves,  and  turn'd  to  clay? 
c       Lord,  where's  thy  kindness  to  the  just? 
— 3  Hast  thou  not  promis'd  to  thy  vSon, 

And  all  his  seed,  a  heav'nly  crown? 
p       But  flesh  and  sense  indulge  despair: 
o  For  ever  blessed  be  the  Lord, 

That  faith  can  read  his  holy  word, 
And  find  a  resurrection  there, 
o  4  For  ever  blessed  be  the  Lord, 

Who  gives  his  saints  a  long  reward, 
—    For  all  their  toil,  reproach  and  pain: 
s  Let  all  below,  and  all  above, 

Join  to  proclaim  thy  wondrous  love, 
g      And  each  repeat  their  loud — Amen. 

PSALM  00.  L.  M      Carthage.    Uorshiji.  [*b] 
J\Tan  mortal,  and  God  Eternal. 

1  rpHROUGH  ev'ry  age,  eternal  God, 

JL    Thou  art  our  rest,  our  safe  abode; 
High  was  thy  throne,  e'er  heav'n  was  made, 
Or  earth  thy  humble  footstool  laid. 

2  Long  hadst  thou  rtign'd,  ere  time  began, 
Or  dust  was  fashion'd  into  man; 

And  long  thy  kingdom  shall  endure, 
When  earth  and  time  shall  be  no  more, 
e  3  But  man,  weak  man,  is  born  to  die, 

Made  up  of  guilt  and  vanity; 
a  Thy  dreadful  sentence,  Lord,  was  just, — 
d  "Return,  ye  sinners,  to  your  dust." 
— 4  [A  thousand  of  our  years  amount 
Scarce  to  a  clay  in  thine  account; 
Like  yesterday's  departed  light, 
Or  the  last  watch  of  ending  night.] 
Pause. 
~-5  Death,  like  an  overflowing  stream, 
Sweeps  us  away;  our  life's  a  dream; 
p  An  empty  tale;  a  morning  llo\v,r, 
Cut  down  and  withered  in  an  hour. 
6  [Our  age  to  seventy  years  is  set: 
How  short  the  term!  how  frail  the  state! 
And  if  to  eighty  we  arrive, 
We  rather  sigh  and  groan  than  live. 


148  PSALM  90. 

7  But  O  bow  oft  thy  wrath  appears, 
And  cuts  off  our  expected  years; 
Thy  wrath  awakes  our  humble  dread; 
We  fear  the  pow'r  that  strikes  us  dead.] 
—8  Teach  us,  O  Lord,  how  frail  is  man; 
And  kindly  lengthen  otft  our  span; 
'Till  a  wise  care  of  piety 
Fit  us  to  die,  and  dwell  with  thee. 

CM.    First  Part.  Wantage,     [b] 
Ver.  1 — 5. — Men  frail,  and  God  eternal. 

1  l~kLTR  God,  our  help  in  ages  past, 
\J  Our  hope  for  years  to  come; 

Our  shelter  from  the  stormy  blast, 
And  our  eternal  home. 

2  Under  the  shadow  of  thy  throne, 
Thy  saints  have  dwelt  secure; 

Sufficient  is  thine  arm  alone, 
And  our  defence  is  sure. 

3  [Before  the  hills  in  order  stood, 
Or  earth  received  her  frame; 

From  everlasting  thou  art  God; 
To  endless  years  the  same. 

4  Thy  word  commands  our  flesh  to  dust* 
4 'Return,  ye  sons  of  men;" 

All  nations  rose  from  earth  at  first, 
And  turn  to  earth  again.] 

5  A  thousand  ages,  in  thy  sight, 
Are  like  an  evening  gone; 

Short  as  the  watch  that  ends  the  night, 
Before  the  rising  sun. 

6  [The  busy  tribes  of  flesh  and  blood, 
With  all  their  lives  and  cares, 

Are  carry'd  downwards  by  the  flood, 

And  lost  in  following  years.] 
e  7  Time,  like  an  ever-rolling  stream, 

Bears  all  its  sons  away; 
They  fly,  forgotten,  as  a  dream 

Dies  at  the  op'ning  day. 
o  8  Like  flow'iy  fields  the  nations  stand* 

Pleas'd  with  the  morning  light: 
e  The  flow'rs,  beneath  the  mower's  hand, 

Lie  withering,  ere  'tis  night. 


PSALM  90.  u\) 


— 9  Our  God,  our  help  in  ages  past, 
Our  hope  for  years  to  come, 
Be  thou  our  guard  while  troubles  last, 
And  our  eternal  home. 

C.  M.    Second  Part.     China,     [h] 
V.  8,  ll|  9,10,12.— Mortality  >  and  Preparation  for  Death.. 
e  1  T   ORD,  if  thine  eye  survey  our  faults, 
_Li  And  justice  grows  severe, 
Thy  dreadful  wrath  exceeds  our  thot's, 

And  burns  beyond  our  fear. 
2  Thine  anger  turns  our  frame  to  dust: 
p       Bv  one  offence  to  thee, 

Adam  and  all  his  sons  have  lost 
Their  immortality. 
— 3  Life  like  a  vain  amusement  flies, 
A  fable  or  a  song; 
By  swift  degrees  our  nature  dies, 
Nor  can  our  joys  be  long. 
e  4  'Tis  but  a  few  whose  days  amount 

To  three  score  years  and  ten; 
p  And  all  beyond  that  short  account, 

Is  sorrow,  toil  and  pain, 
e  5   [Our  vitals,  with  laborious  strife, 
Bear  up  the  crazy  load; 
And  drag  those  poor  remains  of  life, 
Along  the  tiresome  road.] 
— 6  Almighty  God,  reveal  thy  love, 
And  not  thy  wrath  alone; 
()  let  our  sweet  experience  prove 

The  mercies  of  thy  throne. 
7  Our  souls  would  learn  the  heav'nly  art, 
T'  improve  the  hours  we  have; 

That  we  may  act  the  wiser  part, 

And  live  beyond  the  grave. 

CM.    Third  Part.    Canterbury.    [V 
Ver.  13,  N:c-. —  breathing  after  1L 

RETURN,  O  God  of  love,  return; 
Earth  is  a  tiresome  place: 
How  long  shall  we,  thy  children,  ni 
Our  absence  ft 


150 PSALM  90,  91. 

2  Let  heav'n  succeed  our  painful  years, 
Let  sin  and  sorrow  cease; 

And  in  proportion  to  our  tears, 
So  make  our  joys  increase. 

3  Thy  wonders  to  thy  servants  show, 
Make  thy  own  work  complete; 

Then  shall  our  souls  thy  glory  know, 
And  own  thy  love  was  great, 
o  4  Then  shall  we  shine  before  thy  throne, 
In  all  thy  beauty,  Lord; 
And  the  poor  service  we  have  done 
Meet  a  divine  reward. 

S.  M.     Aylesbury,     [b] 
Ver.  5,  10,  12.— The  Frailty  and  Shortness  of  Lije. 

1  T  ORD,  what  a  feeble  piece 
JlA  Is  this  our  mortal  frame! 
e  Our  life — how  poor  a  trifle  'tis, 

That  scarce  deserves  the  name' 
p      2  Alas  the  brittle  clay, 

That  built  our  bodies  first! 
And  ev'ry  month,  and  ev'ry  day, 
'Tis  mould'ring  back  to  dust. 

—  3  Our  moments  fly  apace, 

Nor  will  our  minutes  stay; 
o  Just  like  a  flood,  our  hasty  days 
Are  sweeping  us  away. 

—  4  Well,  if  our  days  must  fly, 

We'll  keep  their  end  in  sight; 
We'll  spend  them  all  in  wisdom's  way, 

And  let  them  speed  their  flight. 
o       5  They'll  sooner  waft  us  o'er 

This  life's  tempestuous  sea: 
Soon  we  shall  reach  the  peaceful  shore 

Of  blesr  eternity. 

PSALM  91.     L.  M.     Shod.     O/iorto.     [*] 
Ver.  I — 7.— Safety  in  Public  Diseases  and  Danger. 
1    1  |  E  who  hath  made  his  refuge — God, 

1TJL  Shall  find  a  most  secure  abode; 
Shall  walk  all  day  beneath  his  shade, 
And  there,  at  night,  shall  rest  his  head. 


PSALM  91.  1H 


Then  wiJJ  1  say,  lwMy  God,  thy  pow?r 
•♦Shall  be  my  fortress  and  nay  tow'r; 

441  that  am  form'd  of  feeble  dust, 
"Make  thine  almighty  arm  my  trust." 

3  Thrice  happy  man!  thy  Milker's  can 
Shall  keep  thee  from  the  fowlers  snare; 
Satan,  the  fowler,  who  betrays 
Unguarded  souls  a  thousand  ways.] 

4  Just  as  a  hen  protects  her  brood, 

(  from  birds  of  prey  that  seek  their  blood,) 
I  fader  her  featuers,  so  the  Lord 
Makes  his  own  arm  his  people's  guard. 

5  If  burning  beams  of  noon  conspire, 
To  dart  a  pestilential  fire; 

i  (Uk\  is  their  life:  his  wings  are  spread, 
To  shield  them  with  a  healthful  sha 

e  6  If  vapours,  with  malignant  breath, 
Rise  thick,  and  scatter  midnight  death; 

o  Israel  is  safe:  the  poison'd  air 
Grows  pure,  if  Israel's  God  be  there. 
Pau.sk. 

— 7   [What  though  a  thousand  at  thy  side., 
At  thy  right  hand  ten  thousand  cly'd: 
Thy  God  his  chosen  people  save-, 
Amongst  the  dead,  amidst  the  graves. 
8  So  when  he  sent  his  angel  down 
To  make  his  wrath  in  Egypt  known, 
And  slew  their  sons,  his  careful  eye 
l'ast  all  the  doors  of  Jacob  by.] 

— 9  But  if  the  fire,  or  plague,  or  sword, 
Receive  commission  from  the  Lord, 
Yo  strike  his  saints  among  the  rest, 

o  Their  very  pains  and  deaths  are  blest. 
10  The  sword,  the  pestilence,  or  fire 
Shall  but  fulfil  their  best  desire; 
From  sins  and  Borrows  set  them  £ 
And  bring  thy  children,  Lord,  to  th 

C.  M.     Mear.     £*] 

V.  0 — ]C>. — Guard  ofvngtlt, 
1    [\rL  sons  of  men,  a  feeble  race. 


-,\1  to  ev'ry  snar< 


\52  PSALM   92. 


Come,  make  the  Lord  your  dwelling  place, 
And  try,  and  trust  his  care. 

2  No  ill  shall  enter  where  you  dwell; 
Or  if  the  plague  come  nigh, 

And  sweep  the  wicked  down  to  hell, 
'Twill  raise  his  saints  on  high. 

3  He'll  give  his  angels  charge  to  keep 
Your  feet  in  all  their  ways: 

To  watch  your  pillow  while  you  sleep, 
And  guard  your  happy  days. 

4  Their  hands  shall  bear  you,  lest  you  fall, 
And  dash  against  the  stones; 

Are  they  not  servants  at  his  call, 
And  sent  t'  attend  his  sons? 

5  Adders  and  lions  ye  shall  tread; 
The  tempter's  wiles  defeat; 

He  that  hath  broke  the  serpent's  head, 
Puts  them  beneath  your  feet. 

6  "Because  on  me  they  set  their  love, 
"I'll  save  them,  (saith  the  Lord,) 

"I'll  bear  their  joyful  souls  above 
Destruction  and  the  sword. 

7  "My  grace  shall  answer  when  they  call; 
"In  trouble  I'll  be  nigh; 

"My  pow'r  shall  help  them  when  they  fall,      ' 
"And  raise  them  when  they  die. 

8  "Those  that  on  earth  my  name  have  known, 
"I'll  honour  them  in  heaven: 

"There  my  salvation  shall  be  shown, 
"And  endless  life  be  giv'n."] 

PSALM  92.  L.  M.    First  Part.     Green's.     [*] 

\1  J'salmfov  the  Lord's  Day. 

1    DWEET  is  the  work,  my  God,  my  King, 

O  To  praise  thy  name,  give  thanks,  and  sing; 
To  show  thy  love  by  morning  light, 
And  talk  of  all  thy  truth  at  night. 
e  2  Sweet  is  the  8^y  of  sacred  rest; 

No  mortal  cares  shall  seize  my  breast: 
— O  may  my  heart  in  tune  be  found, 

Like  David's  harp  of  solemn  sound! 
s  3  My  heart  shall  triumph  in  my  Lord, 
N  nd  bless  his  works,  and  bless  his  word: 


PSALM  98,  93.  153 

i'  ,\  works  i  I  grace,,  how  bright  they  shine! 
e  How  deep  thy  counsels!  how  divine! 

never  raise  their  thoughts  bo  high? 

e  Like  brutes  they  live,  like  brutes  they  i 
— Like  grass  they  flourish,  till  thy  breath 

d  Blast  them  in  everlasting  death. 
But  1  shall  share  a  glorious  part, 

When  grace  hath  well  rehn'd  my  heart; 

And  fresh  supplies  of  joy  are  shed, 

Like  holy  oil  to  cheer  my  head. 

6   [Sin  (my  worst  enemy  before) 

Shall  vex  my  eyes  and  ears  no  more; 

?*Iy  inward  foes  shall  all  be  slain, 

Nor  Satan  break  my  peace  again.] 
g  7  Then  shall  I  see  and  hear  and  know, 

AH  1  desir'd  or  wish'd  below; 

And  ev'ry  pow'r  find  sweet  employ, 

In  that  eternal  world  of  joy. 

L.  M.    Second  Part.     Quercy.     [*] 
The  Church  the  Garden  of  God. 

1  T  ORD,  Ms  a  pleasant  thing  to  stand, 
JLi  In  garden's  planted  by  thy  hand; 

Let  me  within  thy  courts  be  seen, 
Like  a  young  cedar,  fresh  and  green. 

2  There  grow  thy  saints  in  faith  atnl  love, 
Blest  with  thine  influence  from  above; 
Not  Lebanon,  with  all  its  trees, 

Yields  such  a  comely  sight  as  these. 
I  The  plants  of  grace  shall  ever  live; 
(Nature  decays,  but  grace  must  thrive;) 
Time  that  does  all  things  else  impair, 
Still  makes  them  flourish  strong  and  fair. 
4  Laden  with  fruits  of  age,  they  show 
The  Lord  is  holy,  just  and  true: 
None  that  attend  his  gates  shall  find 
A  God  unfaithful  or  unk'nd. 

PSALM  93.  L.  M.  Firs? .Part,  qki  Hundred 

The  eti  rnal  and  <  -on. 

1    JEHOVAH  reigns;  he  dwells  in  light, 

*9    Girded  with  majesty  and  might; 
The  world,  created  by  his  hands, 
Still  on  its  first  foundation  stands. 


154 PSALM  03, 

o  2  But  ere  this  spacious  world  was  i;iade, 
Or  had  its  first  foundations  laid, 
Thy  throne  eternal  ages  stood, 
Thyself  the  ever-living  God. 

0  3  Like  floods,  the  angry  nations  rise, 
And  aim  their  rage  against  the  skies: 

e  Vain  floods — that  aim  their  rage  so  high 
— At  thy  rebuke  the  billows  die. 

4  For  ever  shall  thy  throne  endure; 

Thy  promise  stands  for  ever  sure: 

And  everlasting  holiness 

Becomes  the  dwellings  of  thy  grace. 

P.  M.     First  Part.     Walworth.     [*]' 
God's  JYlajesty,  and  sovereign  Dominion. 

1  ri^HE  Lord  of  glory  reigns,  he  reigns  on  high; 

A    His  robes  of  state  are  strength  and  majesty; 
This  wide  creation  rose  at  his  command, 
Built  by  his  word,  and  'stablish'd  by  his  hand: 

g  Long  stood  his  throne,  ere  he  began  creation, 
And  his  own  Godhead — is  the  firm  foundation, 

o  2  God  is  th'  eternal  King:  thy  foes  in  vain 
Raise  their  rebellion,  to  confound  thy  reign: 
In  vain  the  storms,  in  vain  the  floods  arise, 
And  roar,  and  toss  their  waves  against  the  skies; 
Foaming  at  heav'n,  they  rage  with  wild  commotion; 
But  heav'n's  high  arches  scorn  the  swelling  ocean. 

d  3  Ye  tempests,  rage  no  more;  ye  floods,  be  still; 
And  the  mad  world,  obedient  to  his  will: 
Built  on  his  truth,  his  church  must  ever  stand; 
Firm  are  his  promises,  and  strong  his  hand: 
See  his  own  sons,  when  they  appear  before  him, 
Bow  at  his  foot-stool;  and  with  fear  adore  him. 

P.M.    Sfxond  Part.  Dalston.     [*] 
God's  Power,  and  Ziorfs  Safety. 

1  FjpiHE  Lord  Jehovah  reigns, 

A    And  royal  state  maintains; 
His  head  with  awful  glories  crown'd; 

Array'd  in  robes  of  light, 

Begirt  with  sov'reign  might, 
And  rays  of  majesty  around. 

2  Upheld  by  his  commands, 
The  world  securely  stands, 

And  skies  and  stars  obey  thy  word* 


PSALM  94.  155 


g  Thy  throne  was  fix'd  on  high, 

Before  the  starry  sky: 
Eternal  is  thy  kingdom,  Lord. 

e       3  In  vain  the  noisy  cro^d, 

Like  billows  fierce  and  loud, 
Against  thine  empire  rage  and  roan; 

In  vain  with  angry  spite, 

The  surly  nations  fight, 
And  dash  like  waves  against  the  shore, 
d      4  Let  floods  and  nations  rage, 

And  all  their  pow'rs  engage,— 
Let  swelling  tides  assault  the  sky: 

The  terrours  of  thy  frown 

Shall  beat  their  madness  down; 
Thy  throne  for  ever  stands  on  high, 
g      5  Thy  promises  are  true, 

Thy  grace  is  ever  new; 
There  fix'd,  thy  church  shall  ne'er  remove: 

Thy  saints,  with  holy  fear, 

Shall  in  thy  courts  appear, 
And  sing  thine  everlasting  love. 

PSAM  94.     C.  M.     First  Part. 

V.  1,  2,  7 — 14. — Sai?its   chastised,  and  Sinners  destroyed. 

1  [4~\  GOD!  to  whom  reve,  ge  btiougs, 

\J  Proclaim  thy  wrath  aloud; 
Let  sov'reign  pow'r  redress  our  wrongs, 
Let  justice  smite  the  proud. 

2  They  say,  "The  Lord  nor  sees  nor  hears;" 
When  will  the  fools  be  wise? 

Can  he  be  deaf,  who  form'd  their  ears? 
Or  blind,  who  made  their  eyes? 

3  He  knows  their  impious  tho'ts  are  vain, 
And  they  shall  feel  his  pow'r; 

His  wrath  shall  pierce  their  souls  with  pain. 
In  some  surprising  hour. 

4  But  if  thy  saints  deserve  rebuke, 
Thou  hast  a  gentler  rod; 

Thy  providences,  and  thy  book, 
Shall  make  them  know  their  God. 

5  Blest  is  the  man  thy  hands  chastise, 
And  to  his  duty  draw: 


156  PSALM  94,  95. 

Thy  scourges  make  thy  children  wise, 

When  they  forget  thy  lxw. 
6  But  God  will  ne'er  cast  off  his  saints, 

Nor  his  own  promise  break: 
He  pardons  his  inheritance 

For  their  Redeemer's  sake.] 

PSALM  94.  C.  M.  Second  Part.     Reading,  [b] 
V.16 — 23.  Deliverance  from  Temptation  and  Persecutioii. 

1  TX^HO  will  arise,  and  plead  my  right, 

▼  ▼     Against  my  num'rous  foes; 
While  earth  and  hell  their  force  unite, 
And  all  my  hopes  oppose! 

2  Had  not  the  Lord,  my  Rock,  my  Help, 
Sustain'd  my  fainting  head,    . 

e  My  life  had  now  in  silence  dwelt, 

My  soul  amongst  the  dead. 
p  3  "Alas,  my  sliding  feet1"  I  cry'd, 
—     Thy  promise  was  my  prop; 

Thy  grace  stood  constant  by  my  .side, 
o       Thy  Spirit  bore  me  up. 
e  4  While  multitudes  of  mournful  thou1 

Within  my  bosom  roll; 
o  Thy  boundless  love  forgives  my  faults, 

Thy  comforts  cheer  my  soul, 
—5  Pow*r& of  iniquity  may  rise, 

And  frame  pernicious  laws; 
o  But  God,  my  refuge,  rides  the  skies, 

He  will  defend  my  cause. 
— 6  Let  malice  vent  her  rage  aloud; 

Let  bold  blasphemers  scoff; 
g  The  Lord  our  God  shall  judge  the  proud, 

And  cut  the  sinners  off. 

PSALM  95.  CM.    Bedford.  Plymouth.    [*] 
A  Psalm  before  Prayer. 

1  QIKG  to  the  Lord  Jehovah's  name, 
O  And  in  his  strength  rejoice; 

When  his  salvation  is  our  theme, 
Exalted  be  our  voice. 

2  With  thanks  approach  his  awful  3:ght, 
And  psalms  of  honour  sing; 


PSALM  95,  157 


Lard's  a  God  of  boundless  might, 
The  whole  creation's  King. 

3  Let  princes  hear,  let  angels  know, 
How  mean  their  natures  seem; 

Those  gods  on  high,  and  gods  below, 
When  once  compar'd  with  him. 

4  Earth,  with  its  caverns  dark  and  deep, 
Lies  in  his  spacious  hand; 

He  fix'd  the  seas  what  hounds  to  keep, 
And  where  the  hills  must  stand. 
c  5  Come,  and  with  humble  souls  adore: 
Come,  kneel  before  his  face; 

0  may  the  creatures  of  his  power 
Be  children  of  his  grace. 

o  6  Now  is  the  time:  he  bends  his  car, 

And  waits  for  your  request; 
o  Come,  lest  he  rouse  his  wrath,  an<d  swear, 

"Ye  shall  not  see  mv  rest." 

PSALM  95.     S.~M.     Pcck/ium.     [.*•]* 
A  Psalm  before  Sennc?i. 

1  riOME,  sound  his  praise  abroad, 
\J  And  hymns  of  glory  sing; 

Jehovah  is  the  sovereign  God, 
The  universal  King. 
12  He  formM  the  deeps  unknown; 
He  gave  the  seas  tUeir  bound, 
The  wat Try  world*  are  all  his  own, 
And  all  the  solid  ground. 
c      3    Come,  worship  at  his  throne. 

Come  bow  before  the  Lord: 
— We  are  his  works,  and  not  our  own. 
He  formM  us  by  his  word. 

4  To-day  attend  his  voice. 
Nor  daie  provoke  Ins  rod; 

Come,  like  the  people  of  his  ohoi<     , 
And  own  your  gracious  ligd. 

5  [But  if  your  ears  refuse 
The  language  of  his  grace, 

And  hearts  grow  bard,  like  stubborn  Jo  vs, 
That  unbelieving  ra 

6  The  Lord,  in  vengeance  dr< 
W  ill  lift  his  hand  and  $w«  ai , 

14 


158 PSALM   95,  96. 

d  "You  that  despis'd  my  promis'd  resc, 
"Shall  have  no  portion  there."] 

L.  M.     Blendon.     Leed*.     [*] 
V.  1,  2,  3,  6—  \l.— Canaan  lost  through  Unbelief. 

1  [/SOME,  let  our  voices  join  to  raise 

vJ  A  sacred  song  of  solemn  praise: 
God  is  a  sov'reign  King,  rehearse 
His  honours  in  exalted  verse.] 

2  Come,  let  our  souls  address  the  Lord, 
Who  fram'd  our  natures  with  his  word; 

o  He  is  our  Shepherd;  we  the  sheep. 
His  mercy  chose,  his  pastures  keep. 

— 3  Come,  let  us  hear  his  voice  to-day, 
The  counsels  of  his  love  obey; 

e  Nor  let  our  harden'd  hearts  renew 
The  sins  and  plagues  that  Israel  knew. 
4  Israel,  who  saw  his  works  of  grace, 
Tempted  their  Maker  to  his  face; 
A  faithless,  unbelieving  brood, 
That  tir'd  the  patience  of  their  God! 

d  5  [Thus  saith  the  Lord,  "How  false  they  prove? 
"Fcrget  my  pow'r;  abuse  my  love: 
"Since  they  despise  my  rest,  I  swear, 
"Their  feet  shall  never  enter  there."] 

a  6  Look  back,  my  soul,  with  holy  dread, 
And  view  those  ancient  rebels  dead: 

— Attend  the  offer'd  grace  to-day, 
Nor  lose  the  blessing  by  delay. 

o  7  Seize  the  kind  promise,  while  it  wa:ls, 
And  march  to  Zion's  heav'nly  gates: 
Believe,  and  take  the  promis'd  rest; 
Obey,  and  be  for  ever  blest. 

"  PSALM  96.    C.  M.     Arundd.     Christmas.  [*]* 
V.  1 — 10,  &c, — Christ's  First  and  Second  Coming, 

1  OING  to  the  Lord,  ye  distant  lands, 
J5  Ye  tribes  of  ev'ry  tongue; 

His  new  discover'd  grace  demands 
A  new  and  nobler  song. 

2  Say  to  the  nations,  Jesus  reigns, 
God's  own  almighty  Son; 

c  His  pow'r  the  sinking  world  sustains, 
o      And  grace  surrounds  his  throne. 


PSALM  Q& tt§ 

-     Let  heav'n  proclaim  the   joyful  day, 
Joy  through  the  earth  be  se< 
tea  shine  in  bright  array, 

And  fields  in  cheerful  green, 

4  Let  an  unusual  joy  surprise 
The  islands  of  the  sea; 

Ye  mountains,  sink,  ye  vallics,  rise; 
Prepare  the  Lord  his  way. 

5  Behold,  he  comes,  he  comes  to  bless 
The  nations  as  their  God; 

o  To  show  the  world  his  righteousness, 

And  scud  his  truth  abroad, 
g  6  Rut  when  his  voice  shall  raise  the  dead, 

And  bid  the  world  draw  near; 
a  How  will  the  guilty  nations  dread, 

To  see  their  Judge  appeal-! 

P.  M.    S(.  Helltn**. 

The  God  of  the.  Gentiles. 

1  T  ET  all  the  earth  their  voices  raist, 
Xi  To  sing  the  choicest  psalm  of  prahe  . 
To  sing  and  bless  Jehovah's  name: 

lis  glory  let  the  heathens  know; 
J  Is  wonders  to  the  nations  show; 
And  all  his  saving  works  proclaim. 

2  The  heathens  know  thy  glory,  Lord, 
Tht"  wond'ring  nations  read  thy  word; 

o       Among  us  is  Jehovah  known: 
Oar  worship  shall  no  more  be  paid 
To  gods  which  mortal  hands  have  made: 

o       Our  Maker  is  our  God  alone. 

3  Me  franvd  the  globe,  He  built  the  sky, 
He  made  the  shining  worlds  on  high, 

And  reigns  complete  in  glory  there; 
—  His  beams  are  majesty  and  light; 
:•    His  beauties,  how  divinely  bright! 

His  temple,  how  divinch  fair! 
g  4  Gome,  the  great  day,  the  glorious  hour, 
When  earth  shall  feel  his  suing  pow'r, 
And  barb Yotis  nations  fear  his  name; 
Then  shall  the  race  of  men  confess 
The  beauty  of  his  holin< 

And,  in  his  courts,  his  grace  proclaim 


t60 PSALM   97. 

PSALM  97.  CM.  First  Part.  Psalm 97th.  [*] 
\  i  v.  I — 5. — Christ  the  Sovereign  Judge. 

1   1 JTE  reigns — the  Lord,  the  Saviour  reigns: 
JO-  Praise  him  in  evangelic  strains: 
o  Let  the  whole  earth  in  songs  rejoice; 

And  distant  islands  join  their  voice. 
e  2  Deep  are  his  counsels,  and  unknown; 
o  But  grace  and  truth  support  his  throne: 
e  Tho'  gloomy  clouds  his  way  surround, 
— Justice  is  their  eternal  ground, 
g  3  In  robes  of  judgment,  lo,  he  comes! 

Shakes  the  wide  earth,  and  cleaves  the  tombs; 

Before  him  burns  devouring  fire! 

The  mountains  melt,  the  seas  retire! 
— 4  His  enemies,  with  sore  dismay, 

Fly  from  the  sight  and  shun  the  day: 
o  Then  lift  your  heads,  ye  saints,  on  high, 
u  And  sing,  for  your  redemption's  nigh. 

L.  M.     Second  Part.     Old  Hundred.     [*] 
Ver.  C — 9. — Christ's  Incarnation. 

1  FJ1HE  Lord  is  come:  the  heav'ns  proclaim 
JL    His  birth;  the  nations  learn  his  name:* 

An  unknown  star  directs  the  road 

Of  eastern  sages  to  their  God. 
g  2  All  ye  bright  armies  of  the  skies, 

Go  worship  where  the  Saviour  lies; 

Angels  and  king?,  before  him  bow, 

Those  Gods  on  high  and  gods  below. 
— 3  Let  idols  totter  to  the  ground, 

And  their  own  worshippers  confound; 
o  But  Judah  shout,  but  Zion  sing, 
— And  earth  confess  her  sovereign  King. 

L.  M.  Third  Part.     Green's.     [*] 
Grace  and  Glory. 
1  FJ1HE  Almighty  reigns,  exalted  high; 
JL    O'er  all  the  earth,  o'er  all  the  sky: 
e  Tho'  clouds  and  darkness  veil  his  feet, 
o  His  dwelling  is  the  mercy-seat. 
— 2  O  ye  who  love  his  holy  name, 
Hate  ev'ry  work  of  sin  and  shame: 
He  guards  the  souls  of  all  his  friends, 
And  from  the  snares  of  hell  defends. 


PSALM   97\98.  161 

o  3  Immortal  light,  and  joys  unknown, 

Are  for  the  saints  in  darkness  sown; 

These  glorious  seeds  shall  spring  and  rise, 

And  the  bright  harvest  bless  our  eyes. 
o  4  Rejoice,  ye  righteous,  and  record 

The  sacred  Honours  of  the  Lord; 
—None,  but  the  soul  that  feels  his  grace, 

Can  triumph  in  his  holiness. 

C.  M.     Mitcham.     Mcar.   [*] 
V.  1,  3,  5 — 7, 1 1  -Christ's  Incarnation,  andthc  Judgment. 
1  A^K.  shores  and  isles  of  ev'ry  sea, 

JL    Rejoice — the  Saviour  reigns; 
His  word,  like  lire,  prepares  his  way, 
And  mountains  melt  to  plains, 
o  2  His  presence  sinks  the  proudest  hills, 

And  makes  the  vallies  rise; 
— The  humble  soul  enjoys  his  smiles, 
e       The  haughty  sinner  dies. 
o  3  The  heav'ns  his  rightful  power  proclaim; 
e      The  idol  gods  around 

Fill  their  own  worshippers  with  shame, 
And  totter  to  the  ground. 

—  1   Adoring  angels,  at  his  birth. 

Make  the  Redeemer  known: 
g  Thus  shall  he  come — to  judge  the  earth — 

And  angels  guard  his  throne. 
o  5  His  foes  shall  tremble  at  his  sight, 

And  hills  and  seas  retire; 
o  His  children  tike  their  unknown  flight, 

—  And  leave  the  world  on  fire. 

6  The  seeds  of  joy  and  glory,  sown 
For  saints  in  darkness  here, 
o  Shall  rise  and  spring  in  worlds  unknown. 
And  a  rich  h  trvest  bear. 

FSXLM  98.   CM.     First  Part.     Sunday.   [*: 
Praitk  for  the  Gospel. 

1  FTV)  our  almighty  Maker  (iod, 

JL   New  honours  be  addrest; 

His  great  salvation  shines  abroad, 
And  makes  the  nations  blest. 

2  He  spake  the  word  to  Abraham  first; 
11  is  truth  fulfils  his  grace: 

•14 


162 PSALM  98,  99, 

The  Gentiles  make  his  name  their  trust, 

And  learn  his  righteousness. 
o  3  Let  the  whole  earth  his  love  proclaim, 

With  all  her  different  fbngues; 
u  And  spread  the  honours  of  his  name, 

In  melody  and  songs.  St.  Martin's. 

CM.     Second  Part.     Arundel.  Bethlehem.  [*] 
The  Messiah's  Coming  and  Kingdom, 
1    TOY  to  the  world — the  Lord  is  come' 

§1    Let  earth  receive  her  King: 
p  Let  every  heart  prepare  him  room, 
u       And  heav'n  and  nature  sing. 
— 2  Joy  to  the  earth — the  Saviour  reigns! 

Let  men  their  songs  employ; 
o  While  fields  and  floods,  rocks,  hills  and  plains. 

Repeat  the  sounding  joy. 
e  3  No  more  let  sins  and  sorrows  grow, 

Nor  thorns  infest  the  ground; 
©  He  comes  to  make  his  blessings  flow, 

Far  as  the  curse  is  found. 
g  4  He  rules  the  world  with  truth  and  grace; 

And  makes  the  nations  prove, 
The  glories  of  his  righteousness, 

And  wonders  of  his  love. 

PSALM  99.     S.  M.     First  Part.  Peckham.  [*] 
Christ's  Kingdom  and  .Majesty. 
1  npHE  God,  Jehovah,  reigns! 
JL    Let  all  the  nations  fear; 
e  Let  sinners  tremble  at  his  throne, 
e  And  saints  be  humble  there. 

—  2  Jesus,  the  Saviour,  reigns! 

Let  earth  adore  its  Lord; 
o  Bright  cherubs  his  attendants  standi 
Swift  to  fulfil  his  word. 

—  3  In  Zion  is  his  thrcne, 

His  honours  are  divine: 
His  church  shall  make  his  wonders  known; 

For  there  his  glories  shine. 
e       4  How  holy  is  his  name! 

How  terrible  his  praise! 
o  Justice  and  truth,  and  judgment  join, 

In  all  his  works  of  grace. 


PSALM  99,  100. 103 

S.  M.    Second  Part.    Newton*    Watchman,  [*] 
A  holy  Goo  Worehipped  with  Reverence, 
1  TOXALT  the  Lord  < 
Jl  J  And  worship  at  hia  I 
His  nature  is  all  holiness, 
And  mercy  is  his  scat. 
c       2  When  Israel  was  his  church, 
When  Aaron  was  his  priest, — 
When  Moses  cry'd,  when  Samuel  prayed, — 
lie  gave  his  people  rest. 
—    3  Oft  he  forgave  their  sins, 

Nor  would  destroy  their  race; 
And  oft  he  made  his  vengeance  known, 
When  they  abus'd  his  grace. 
o       4  Exalt  the  Lord  our  God, 

Whose  grace  is  still  the  same: 
— Still  he's  a  God  of  holiness, 
And  jealous  for  his  name. 

PSALM  100.  L.-M.  First  Part.  Old  Hundred.^*] 

A  Plain  Translation. — Praise  to  our  Creator. 

1  "VTE  nations  of  the  earth,  rejoice, 

X    Before  the  Lord  your  sovereign  King; 
o  Serve  him  with  cheerful  heart  and  voice, 
o  With  all  your  tongues  his  glory  sing. 
e  2  The  Lord  is  God; — 'tis  he  alone 

Doth  Life  and  breath  and  being  give; 

We  are  his  work,  and  not  our  own; 

The  sheep  that  on  his  pastures  live. 
e  3  Enter  his  gates  with  songs  of  joy, 

With  praises  to  his  courts  repair; 

And  make  it  your  divine  employ. 

To  pay  your  thanks  and  honours  there, 
— 4  The  Lord  is  good;  the  Lord  is  kind; 
o  Great  is  his  grace,  his  mercy  sure; 
g  And  the  whole  race  of  man  shall  find 
i  age  to  age  endure. 

L.  M.   Second  P 

A  Pitraphraie, 
1  [QING  to  the  Lord  with  joyful  voice; 
£)  Li 

The  northern  . 


164  PSALM  101. 


e  2  Before  Jehovah's  awful  throne, 

Ye  nations,  bow  with  sacred  joy; 

Know  that  the  Lord  is  God  alone, 

He  can  create,  and  he  destroy. 
—3  His  sov'reign  power,  without  our  aid, 

Made  us  of  clay,  and  form'd  us  men; 
e  And  when  like  wand 'ring  sheep  we  stray'd, 
o  He  brought  us  to  his  fold  again. 
e  4  We  are  his  people,  we  his  care; 

Our  souls  and  all  our  mortal  frame: 
o  What  lasting  honours  shall  we  rear, 

Almighty  Maker,  to  thy  name? 
s  5  We'll  crowd  thy  gates,  with  thankful  songs; 

High  as  the  heav'ns  our  voices  raise; 

And  earth,  with  her  ten  thousand  tongues, 

Shall  fill  thy  courts  with  sounding  praise. 
g  6  Wide — as  the  world,  is  thy  command; 

Vast — as  eternity  thy  love: 

Firm  as  a  rock  thy  truth  must  stand, 

When  rolling  years  shall  cease  to  move. 

PSALM  101.     L.M.     Old  Hundred.     [*] 
The  Magistrate' s  Psalm. 

1  T^/JERCY  and  judgment  are  my  song; 
AjJL  And  since  they  both  to  thee  belong, 

My  gracious  God,  my  righteous  King, 
To  thee  my  songs  and  vows  I  bring. 

2  If  I  am  rais'd  to  bear  the  sword, 
I'll  take  my  counsels  from  thy  word; 
Thy  justice  and  thy  heavenly  grace 
Shall  be  the  pattern  of  my  ways. 

3  Let  wisdom  all  my  actions  guide, 
And  let  my  God  with  me  reside; 

No  wicked  thing  shall  dwell  with  me, 
Which  may  provoke  thy  jealousy. 

4  No  sons  of  slander,  rage  and  strife 
Shall  be  companions  of  my  life; 
The  haughty  look,  the  heart  of  pride, 
Within  my  doors  shall  ne'er  abide. 

5  (I'll  search  the  land,  and  raise  the  just 
To  posts  of  honour,  wealth  and  trust; 
The  men  who  work  thy  holy  will, 
Shall  be  my  friends  and  fav'rites  still.) 


PSALM  lAli  102.  16fl 

6  In  vain  shall  sinners  hope  to  rise, 
By  flattering  or  raali< 

And  while  the  innocent  I  guard, 

The  bold  offender  shan't  be  spar'd. 

7  The  impious  crew,  that  factious  band, 
Shall  hide  their  heads,  or  quit  the  land; 
And  all  who  break  the  public  rest, 
Where  I  have  pow'r,  shall  be  suppress 

CM.     Mcar.     [*] 
A  Psalm  for  a  JMasttr  of  a  Favril'j, 

1  f\F  justice  and  of  grace  I  sing, 
v"  And  pay  my  God  my  vow-: 

Thy  grace  and  justice,  heav'nly  K 
Teach  me  to  rule  my  house. 

2  Now  to  my  tent,  ()  God,  repair, 
And  make  thy  servant  wise; 

I'll  suffer  nothing  near  me  there, 
That  shall  offend  thine  eyes. 

3  The  man  who  doth  his  neighbour  wrong, 
By  falsehood,  or  by  force, 

The  scornful  eye,  the  sland'rous  tongue,— 
I'll  thrust  them  from  my  doors. 

4  I'll  seek  the  faithful  and  the  just, 
And  will  their  help  enjoy; 

These  are  the  friends  whom  I  shall  trust, 
The  servants  I'll  employ. 

5  The  wretch,  who  deals  in  sly  deceit, 
I'll  not  endure  a  night: 

The  liar's  tongue  I  ever  hate, 
And  banish  from  my  sight. 

6  I'll  purge  my  family  around, 
And  make  the  wicked  flee, 

S  i  shall  my  house  be  ever  found 
A  dwelling  fit  for  thee. 

PSALM  102.  CM.    First  Part.     China,  [b] 
V.  1—13/20,  21.— A  Prayer  fir  the  Afflicted. 

I    I  [EAR  me,  O  God,  nor  hide  thy  face; 
jLIl  But  answer,  lest  I  die: 

Hast  thgu  not  built  a  throne  of  grace, 
To  hear  when  sinners  cry? 


166  PSALM   102. 


p  2  My  flays  are  wasted,  like  the  smoke, 
Dissolving  in  the  air; 
My  strength  is  dry'd,  my  heart  is  broke, 
And  sinking  in  despair. 

3  My  spirits  flag,  like  withering  grass, 
Burnt  with  excessive  heat; 

In  secret  groans  my  minutes  pass, 
And  I  forget  to  eat. 

4  [As  on  some  lonely  building's  top, 
The  sparrow  tells  her  moan, 

Far  from  the  tents  of  joy  and  hope, 
I  sit  and  grieve  alone. 

5  My  soul  is  like  a  wilderness,  • 
Where  beasts  of  midnight  howl: 

Where  the  sad  raven  finds  her  place, 
And  where  the  screaming  owl. 

6  Dark  dismal  thoughts  and  boding  fears, 
Dwell  in  my  troubled  breast; 

While  sharp  reproaches  wound  mine  ears. 
Nor  give  my  spirit  rest. 

7  My  cup  is  mingled  with  my  woes, 
And  tears  are  my  repast: 

My  daily  bread  like  ashes  grows 
Unpleasant  to  my  taste. 

8  Sense  can  afford  no  real  joy, 
To  souls  that  feel  thy  frown; 

Lord,  'twas  thy  hand  advanc'd  me  high; 
Thy  hand  hath  cast  me  dowD. 

9  My  locks  like  wither'd  leaves  appear* 
And  life's  declining  light 

Grows  faint  as  evening  shadows  are, 
That  vanish  into  night.] 
— 10  But  thou  for  ever  art  the  same, 

O  my  eternal  God! 
o  Ages  to  come  shall  know  thy  name, 

And  spread  thy  works  abroad. 
o  11  Thou  wilt  arise,  and  shew  thy  face, 
Nor  will  my  Lord  delay, 
Beyond  th'  appointed  hour  of  grace, 
That  long  expected  day. 
—12  He  hears  his  yaints,  he  knows  their  cry; 
And,  by  mysterious  ways* 


PSALM  102.     167 

deems  the  pris'ners  doom'd  to  die, 
And  Tiils  their  tongues  with  praise.  Reading. 

CM.  Second  Part.     8f.Pautat     Zion.  [*] 

V.  13 — Cl. — Prayer  heard,  and  Zion  restored. 
1  "I    ET  Zion  and  her  sons  rejoice — • 
d        li  Behold  the  promised  hour! 
— Her  God  hath  heard  her  mourning  voice. 

And  comes  t*  exalt  his  pow'r. 
e  2  Her  dust  and  ruins  that  remain, 

Are  precious  in  our  eyes; 
o  Those  ruins  shall  be  built  again, 

And  all  that  dust  shall  rise, 
g  3  The  Lord  shall  raise  Jerusalem, 
And  stand  in  glory  there; 
Nations  shall  bow  before  his  name, 
And  kings  attend  with  fear. 
p  4  He  sits  a  Sov'reigu  on  his  throne, 
With  pity  in  his  eye-; 
He  hears  the  dying  pris'ners  groan, 
And  sees  their  sighs  arise. 
— 5  He  frees  the  souls  condemn'd  to  death: 
And,  when  his  saints  complain, 
It  shan't  be  said  that  praying  bieath 
Was  ever  spent  in  vain. 
o  6  This  shall  be  known,  when  we  are  dead, 
And  left  on  long  record, — 
That  ages  yet  unborn,  may  read, 
And  trust  and  praise  the  Lord. 

L.M.     Dresden.     Lrcds.     [b] 
V.  23 — 28. — Saints  die,  but  Christ  and  the  t'/iurch  livr 

1    |T  is  the  Lord  our  Saviour's  hand, 

A  Weakens  our  strength  amidst  the  race; 
e  Disease  and  death,  at  his  command, 

Arrest  us,  and  cut  short  our  days. 
o  2  Spare  us,  C)  Lord,  aloud  we  pray, 

Nor  let  our  sun  go  down  at  noon: 
o  Thy  years  are  one  eternal  day, 
e.   And  must  thy  children  die  so  soon! 
— 3   Yet,  in  the  midst  of  death  and  grief, 

This  thought  our  sorrow  shall  assuage; 

MOdr  Father  and  our  Saviour  live; 

"Christ  is  the  same  through  ev'ry  age," 


163  PSALM  103. 


g  4  'Twas  He  this  earth's  foundation  laid; 

iv'n  is  the  building  of  his  hand: 
e  This  earth  grows  old,  these  heavens  shall  fade. 

And  all  be  chang'd  at  his  command. 
— 5  The  starry  curtains  of  the  sky, 

Like  garments,  shall  be  laid  aside; 
g  But  stiil  thy  throne  stands  firm  and  high* 

Thy  church  for  ever  must  abide, 
o  6  Before  thy  face  thy  church  shall  live, 

And  on  thy  throne  thy  children  reign: 
o  This  dying  world  shall  they  survive, 

And  the  dead  saints  be  rais'd  again. 


PSALM  103.  L.  M.  First  Part.  Nantiviclu  [*] 
Yer.  1 — 7. — Choirs   Goodness  to  Soul  and  Body. 

1  "OLESS,  O  my  soulg  the  living  God; 

-O  Call  home  thy  thoughts  that  rove  abroad; 
o  Let  all  the  pow'rs  within  me  join, 
In  work  and  worship  so  divine. 

2  Bless,  O  my  soul,  the  God  of  grace; 
His  favours  claim  thy  highest  praise; 
Why  should  tne  wonders  he  hath  wrought 
Be  lost  in  silence,  and  forgot? 

c  3  'Tis  he,  my  soul,  who  sent  his  Son, 

To  die  for  crimes  which  thou  hast  done; 
o  He  owns  the  ransom  and  forgives 

The  hourly  follies  of  our  lives. 
— 4  The  vices  of  the  mind  he  heals, 

And  cures  the  pains  that  nature  feels: 
q  Redeems  the  soul  from  Hell,  and  saves 

Our  wasting  life  from  threat'ning  graves. 
—5  Our  youth,  decay 'd,  his  pow'r  repairs; 

His  mercy  crowns  our  growing  years: 

He  satisfies  our  mouth  with  good, 

And  fills  our  hope  with  heav'nly  food. 

6  He  sees  the  oppressor,  and  th'  opprest, 

And  often  gives  the  suflfrers  rest; 
g  But  will  his  justice  more  display, 

In  the  great,  last,  rewarding  day. 
— 7   [His  pow'r  he  shew'd  by  Moses9  hands, 

And  gave  to  Israel  his  comman  Is: 
e  But  sent  his  truch  and  rncrcy  down* 

To  ail  the  nations, — by  his  Son. 


PSALM   10  3.  lfiy 


— 9  Let  the  whole  earth  his  pow'r  confess, 
Let  the  whole  earth  adore  Ins  grace: 

€>  1  he  Gentile  with  the  Jew  shall  join. 
In  work  and  worship  so  divine.]      Brentford. 

L.  ML     Second  Part.     Green'*.     [*-] 
Ver.  S — 18. — Gou  JHerciJ'ulin  Chastisement. 

1  fllHE  Lord,  now  wond'rous  are  his  ways! 

A    How  firm  his  truth!  how  large  his  graced 
He  takes  his  mercy  for  his  throne, — 
And  thence  hfl  makes  his  glories  known. 

2  Not  half  so  high  his  pow'r  hath  sprea.l 
The  starry  heav'ns  above  our  head, 

As  his  rich  love  exceeds  our  praise, 
Exceeds  the  highest  hopes  we  raise. 

3  Not  half  so  far  has  nature  plac'd 
The  rising  morning  from  the  west, 
As  his  forgiving  grace  removes 
The  daily  guilt  of  those  he  loves. 

c  4  How  slowly  doth  his  wrath  arise! 

o  On  swifter  wings  salvation  fries: 

e  And,  if  he  lets  his  anger  burn, 

o  How  soon  his  frowns  to  pity  turn! 

— 5  Amidst  bis  wrath  compassion  shines; 

His  strokes  are  lighter  than  our  sins; 

And  while  his  rod  corrects  his  saints, 

His  ear  indulges  their  complaints. 

6  [So  fathers  their  young  sous  chastise, 
With  gentle  hands  and  melting  eyes; 
The  children  weep  beneath  the  smart, 
And  move  the  pity  of  their  heart. 

PAUSE. 

7  The  mighty  God,  the  wise  and  j'.ist, 
Knows  that  our  frame  is  feeble  du 
And  will  no  heavy  loads  imp 
Beyond  the  strength  that  he  bestof 

8  He  knows  how  soon  our  naf 
Blasted  by  ev'mr  wind  tha(  <!  es; 
Like  graa     re    , 

As  mon. 

9  But  hiscTer 


170 PSALM   103. 

From  age  to  age  his    i  uth  suaU  reign; 
Nor  children's  child; en  hope  in  vain.] 

3.  M.     First  Part.     Kib worth.     Dover,     [*J 
Ver.  1 — 7 .—Spiritual  and  Temporal  Mercies* 
1    A  BLESS  the  L  re),  my  soul, 
\J  Let  all  within  me  j  >in; 
And  aid  my  tongue  to  bless  his  namer 
Wnose  favours  are  divine. 
o       2  O  bless  the  Lord,  my  soul, 
Nor  let  his  mercies  lie, 
Forgotten  in  unthanktuhu  ss, 
And  without  praises  die. 
b       3  'Tis  he  forgives  thy  sins; 
'Tis  lie  relieves  thy  pain; 
'Tis  he  who  heals  thy  sicknesses, 
And  makes  thee  young  again. 

—  4  He  crowns  thy  life  with  love, 

When  ransom'd  from  the  grave; 
o  He,  who  redeem'd  my  sold  from  hell, 
Hath  sov'ieign  pow'r  to    save. 

—  5  He  nils  the  poor  with  good, 

He  gives  the  sutf'rers  rest? 
o  The  Lord  hath  judgment  for  the  proud, 
And  justice  fur  th'  opprest. 

—  6  His  wondrous  works  and  ways 

He  made  by  Moses  known; 
o  But  sent  the  world  his  truth  and  grace, 
By  his  beloved  Sou. 

S.  M.     Second  Part.     Watchman.     [*] 
Ver.  8 — 18. — Jlercy  in  the  midst  of  Judgment. 
1    [  V.ffY  S)ul,  repeat  His  praise, 
1-tJL  Whose  mercies  are  so  great; 
Whose  anger  is  so  slow  to  rise, 
So  ready  to  abate. 
e       2  God  will  not  always  chide; 

And  when  his  strokes  are  felt, 
His  strokes  are  fewer  than  our  crimes. 
And  lighter  than  our  guilt, 
o       3  High  as  the  hea\  'ns  arc  rais'd, 
Above  the  ground  we  tread; 
So  far  the  riches  of  his  grace 

Our  highest  thought- exceed. 


PSALM  10S,  H)4.  171 


—      4  His  p  iw'r  subdues  our  sins, 
And  his  forgiving  love, 
Far  as  the  East  is  from  the  West, 
Doth  all  ourgtr.lt  remove. 
e      5  The  pity  of  the  Lord 

To  tlioBe  that  fear  his  name, 
Is  such  as  tender  parents  feel; 
He  knows  our  feeble  frame. 
6  He  knows  we  are  but  dust, 
Scattcr'd  with  ev'ry  breath: 
e  His  anger,  like  a  rising  wind, 

Can  send  us  swift  to  death. 
p       7  Our  da)  s  are  as  the  grass, 
Or  like  the  morning  flowY; 
If  one  sharp  blast  sweep  o'er  the  field, 
It  withers  in  an  hour. 
o       S  But  thy  compassions  Lord, 

To  endless  years  endure; 
o  And  children's  children  ever  find 
Thy  words  of  promise  sure.] 
S.M.     Third  Part.  St.  Thomas**.     [*] 

Ver.  19—  Cl2.— Con's  Dominion:  o",  Angetic  Praise. 

1  FflilL  Lord,  the  sov'reigu  King, 

JL    Hath  fix'd  his  throne  on  high; 
O'er  all  the  heav'nly  world  he  rules, 
And  all  beneath  the  sky. 

2  Ye  angels,  great  in  might, 
And  swift  to  do  his  win, 

Bless  ye  the  Lord,  whose  voice  ye  hear, 
Whose  pleasure  ye  fulfil. 

3  Let  the  bright  hosts,  who  wait 
The  orders  of  their  King, 

And  guard  his  churches  when  they  pray, 
Join  in  the  praise  they  sing. 

4  While  all  his  wondrous  works, 
Through  his  vast  kingdom,  shew 

Their  Maker's  glory,  thou,  rm  soul, 
Shalt  sing  his  graces  too. 


PSALM  104      L.  M.     Blendon.  [*] 

Cion glorious  in  Creation  and  Providence. 

■  V  soul,  the  great  Creator  praise: 

"hen  cloth'diu  his  celestial  rays, 


1  Mvu 


172  I'SALM  104. 


He  in  full  majesty  appears, 
And,  like  a  rube,  his  glory  wears. 

[Note,  This  Psalm  may  be  sung  to  a  different 
metre  by  adding  the  following  two  lines  to  every 
stanza,  viz. 

Great  is  the  Lord;  what  tongue  can  frame 
An  equal  honour  to  his  name. 

2  The  heav'ns  are  for  his  curtains  spread, 
TV  unfathom'd  deep  he  makes  his  bed; 
Clouds  are  his  chariot,  when  he  flies 

On  winged  storms  across  the  skies.] 

3  Angels,  whom  his  own  breath  inspires, 
His  ministers,  are  flaming  fires; 

As  swift  as  thought  their  armies  move* 
To  bear  his  vengeance,  or  his  love. 

4  The  world's  foundations,  by  his  hand, 
Are  pois'd,  and  shall  forever  stand; 
He  binds  the  ocean  in  his  chain, 

Lest  it  should  drown  the  earth  again. 

5  [When  earth  was  cover'd  with  the  flood, 
Which  high  above  the  mountains  stood; 
He  thunder'd,  and  the  ocean  fled, 
Confui'd  to  its  appointed  bed. 

6  The  swelling  billows  know  their  bound, 
And  in  their  channels  walk  their  round; 
Yet  thence  convey  M  by  secret  veins, 
They  spring  on  hills,  and  drench  the  plains. 

7  He  bids  the  crystal  fountains  flow, 
And  cheer  the  vallies  as  they  go; 
Tame  heifers  there  their  thirst  allay, 
And  for  the  stream  wild  asses  bray. 

8  From  pleasant  trees,  which  shade  the  brink, 
The  lark  and  linnet  light  to  drink; 

Their  songs  the  lark  and  linnet  raise, 
And  chide  our  silence  in  his  praise. 
Pause  I. 

9  God  from  his  cloudy  cistern  pours 
On  the  parch'd  earth  enriching  showVs; 
The  grove,  the  garden,  and  the  field, 

A  thousand  joyful  blessings  >ield. 


PSALM   104.  173 

10  He  makes  the  grassy  food  arise, 
And  gives  the  cattle  large  supplies; 
With  herbs  for  man  of  various  pow'r, 
To  nourish  nature,  or  to  cure. 

11  What  noble  fruits  the  vines  produce! 
The  olive  yields  an  useful  juice; 

Our  hearts  are  checr'd  with  gen'rous  wine, 
With  inward  joy  our  faces  shine. 

12  O  bless  his  name,  ye  people,  fed 
With  nature's  chief  supporter,  bread: 
While  bread  your  vital  strength  imparts, 
Serve  him  with  vigour  in  your  hearts. 

Pause  II. 

13  Beho&the  stately  cedar  stands, 
Rais'd  in  „  je  forests  by  his  hands; 
Birds  to  tae  boughs  for  shelter  fly, 
And  build  their  nest  secure  on  high. 
14-  To  craggy  hills  ascends  the  goat; 
And,  at  the  airy  mountain's  foot, 

The  feebler  creatures  make  their  cell: 
He  gives  them  wisdom  where  to  dwell. 

15  He  sets  the  sun  his  circling  race, 
Appoints  the  moon  to  change  her  face; 
And  when  thick  darkness  veils  the  day, 
Calls  out  wild  beasts  to  hunt  their  prey. 

16  Fierce  lions  lead  their  young  abn 
And  roaring,  ask  their  meat  from  God; 
But  when  the  morning  beams  arise 
The  savage  beast  to  covert  flics. 

17  Then  man  to  daily  labour  goes; 
The  night  was  made  for  his  repose: 
Sleep  is  thy  gift,  that  sweet  relief 
From  tiresome  toil  and  wasting  grier 

18  How  strange  thy  works!  how  great  thy    skill! 
And  ev'ry  land  thy  riches  fill: 

Thy  wisdom  round  the  world  we  see, 
Tins  spacious  earth  is  full  of  thee. 

19  Nor  lest  thy  glories  in  the  deep. 
Where  fish  in  millions  swim  and  cm 
With  nrondroua  motions  swift  or  : ■.!•■ 

•'.  and'ring  in  the  pat'. 


\JA PSALM   105, 

20  There  ships  divide  the  wat'ry  way, 
And  flocks  of  scaly  monsters  play; 
There  dwells  the  huge  leviathan, 

And  foams  and  sports  in  spite  of  man. 
Pause  III. 

21  Vast  are  thy  works,  almighty  Lord, 
All  nature  rests  upon  thy  word; 

And  the  whole  race  of  creatures  stard, 
Waiting  their  portion  from  thy  harij. 

22  While  each  receives  his  different  food, 
Their  cheerful  looks  pronounce  it  good; 
Eagles  and  bears,  and  whales  and  worms, 
Kejoice  and  praise  in  diffVent  forms. 

23  But  when  thy  face  is  hid,  they  mourn, 
And,  dying,  to  their  dust  return; 

Both  man  and  beast  their  souls  resigo* 

Life,  breath,  and  spirit  all  are  thine. 
-    24  Yet  thou  canst  breathe  on  dust  again, 

And  fill  the  world  with  beasts  and  men; 

A  word  of  thy  creating  breath 

Repairs  the  wastes  of  time  and  death.] 

25  His  works,  the  wonders  of  his  might, 

Are  honour'd  with  his  own  delight: 
e  How  awful  are  his  glorious  ways! 

The  Lord  is  dreadful  in  his  praise. 
p  26  The  earth  stands  trembling  at  thy  stroke  ^ 

And  at  thy  touch  the  mountains  smoke: 
b  Yet  humble  souls  may  see  thy  face, 

And  tell  their  wants  to  sov'reign  grace. 
— 27  In  thee  my  hopes  and  wishes  meet, 

And  make  my  meditations  sweet; 
o  Thy  praises  shall  my  breath  employ, 

'Till  it  expire  in  endless  joy. 
e  28   [While  haughty  sinners  die  accurst, 

Their  glory  buried  in  the  dust, 
o  I  to  my  God,  my  heav'nly  King,, 
o  Immortal  hallelujahs  s  ng  ] 

PSALM  105.  CM.    abr idgi:d.     Jtru n del,     [*T 
Covenant  with  Abraham  rememba  fd. 
1    i^llVii  thanks  to  God,  m\oke  his  name, 
vX  And  tell  the  world  his  grace; 
U  Sound  through  the  earth  his  deeds  of  fame. 
That  all  may  ^eek  his  fate* 


TSALM  105. 175 

o  2   [His  cov'nant,  which  lie  kept  in  mind 
For  num'rous  ages  past, 
To  num'rous  ages  yet  behind, 
In  equal  force  shall  last.] 
— 3  He  sware  to  Abr'ham  and  his  Seed, 
And  made  the  blessing  sure; 
Gentiles  the  ancient  promise  read, 
And  find  his  trulh  endure. 
d  4  ['Thy  seed  shall  make  all  nations  blest.1 
(Said  the  Almighty  voice) 
•And  Canaan's  land  shall  be  their  rest, 
The  type  of  heav'nly  joys.' 

5  How  large  the  grant!  how  rich  the  grace 
To  give  them  Canaan's  land: 

When  thev  were  strangers  in  the  place, 
A  little  feeble  band!] 

6  (Like  pilgrims  through  the  countries  round 
Securely  they  remov  d; 

And  haughty  kings  who  on  them  frown'd* 

Severely  he  reprev'd.) 
d  7   ['Touch  mine  anointed  and  mine  arm, 

Shall  soon  avenge  the  wrong; 
The  man  that  does  my  prophets  harm, 

Shall  know  their  God  is  strong.' 
[*hen  let  the  world  forbear  its  i  a 

N  :  put  the  church  in  fear: 
Israel  must  live  through  e^V)  age, 

And  be  th'  Almighty's  care.] 

9  When  Pharaoh  dar'd  to  vex  the  saints, 

■'.  ts  pn  \  ok'd  their  G  jd; 

ent  at  their  complaints, 
i'd  with  his  dreadful  rod. 

10  [rlec  ill'd  for  d 

Lik<   an  o'er >  I  ood: 

He  turn'd  ea<  i  lake,  and  ev  rj  stream, 
To  hikes  and  stre  i«ns  oi  b\ 

11  rle  gave  the  sign,  and  noisome  flies 
Through  the  w! 

rut  the  monarch's  bed. 
Through  fields,  and  I 


irfl  PSALM  106. 

Locusts  in  swarms  devour  d  their  trees, 

And  hail  their  catde  slew; 
13  Then,  by  an  angel's  midnight  stroke, 

The  flow'r  of  Egypt  dy'd; 
The  strength  of  evVy  house  was  broke, 

Their  glory  and  their  pride, 
d  14  Now  let  the  world  forbear  its  rage. 

Nor  put  the  church  in  fear; 
Israel  must  live  through  ev'ry  age, 

And  be  th1  Almighty's  care. 
Pause  II. 
— 15  Thus  were  the  tribes  from  bondage  brought 

And  left  the  hated  ground; 
Each  some  Egyptian  spoils  had  got, 

And  not  one  feeble  found.] 

16  The  Lord  himself  chose  out  their  way, 
And  mark'd  their  journies  right; 

Gave  them  a  leading  cloud  by  day, 
A  fiery  guide  by  night. 

17  They  thirst;  and  waters  from  the  rock, 
In  rich  abundance  flow; 

And,  foil'wing  still  the  course  they  took, 
Ran  all  the  desert  through. 
o  18  O  wondrous  stream!  O  blessed  type 

Of  ever  flowing  grace! 
o  So  Christ  our  Rock  maintains  our  life, 

Through  all  this  wilderness. 
— 19  Thus  guarded  by  th'  Almighty  hand, 
The  chosen  tribes  possest 
Canaan,  the  rich,  the  promised  land, 
And  there  enjoy'd  their  rest, 
g  20  Then  let  the  world  forbear  its  rage, 
The  Church  renounce  her  fear; 
Israel  must  live  through  every  age, 
And  be  the  A!;nightv's  care. 

PSALM  106.     L.  M.     S/weL     Castle- Street . 
Ver.  I — 5. — Praise  to  Gon:   Communion  vrith  Sail 
3   rr*0  God  the  great,  the  ever  Diest, 
JL   Let  songs  of  honour  be  address1 
His  mercy  firm  forever  stands; 
Gife  him  the  thanks  his  love  demands 


PSALM   106-  17? 


\Y\u)  knows. the  wonders  of  thy  wa< 
to  shall  fultii  tii;  »s  praise! 

o  Blest  are  the  soils  v.  ho  tear  thee  still, 
And  pay  their  duty  to  thy  will. 

—  \  Remember,  what  thy  mercy  did 
For  Jacob's  race,  thy  chosen  seed: 
And,  with  the  same,  salvation,  bless 
The  meanest  suppliant  of  thy  grace. 

o  4  O  may  I  see  thy  tribes  rejoice, 
o  And  aid  their  triumphs  will)  my  voice! 
— This  is  my  glory,  Lord,  to  be 

Join'd  to  thy  saints,  and  near  to  thee. 

S.  M.    Dover.    [*] 
Ver.  7,  8,  19--14, 13 — \g»— Israel  punish' 4 1  andpardowu\ 

c      1   piOD  of  eternal  love, 

vPT  How  fickle  are  our  ways! 
Aud  yet,  how  oft  did  Israel  prove 
Thy  constancy  of  grace! 

—  2  They  saw  thy  wonders  wrought, 
o  And  then  thy  praise  they  supg; 
e  But  soon  thy  works  of  pow'r  forgot, 

And  murmur'd  with  their  tongue. 

— .     3  Now  they  believe  his  word, 
o  While  rocks  with  rivers  Mow; 

e  Now  with  their  lusts  provoke  the  Lord,  . 
Till  he  reduce  them  low. 

—  4  Yet  when  thev  mourn'd  their  faults, 

He  hearken'd  to  their  groans; 

Brought  his  own  cov'nant  to  his  tho'ts, 

And  call'd  them  still  his  sons. 

5  Their  names  were  in  his  book; 
lie  sav'd  them  from  their  foe,: 
Oft  he  chastis'd,  but  ne'er  forsook, 
The  people  whom  he  chose. 

o      6  Let  Israel  bless  the  Lord, 

Who  lov'd  their  ancient  race: 
o  And  Christians  join  the  solemn  wore], 

Amen,  to  all  the  praise. 


ITS  PSALM    107. 


PSALM  107.  L.M.  First  Part.    ShotL     [*] 
Israel  letl  to  Canian;  Christians  to  Heaven. 

1  J^llVE  thanks  to  God: — he  reigns   above; 
V*   Kind  are  his  thoughts;  his  name  is  love; 

His  mercy  ages  past  have  known, 
And  ages  lone;  to  come  shall  own. 

2  Let  the  redeemed  of  the  Lord 
The  wonders  of  his  grace  record: 
Israel,  the  nation  whom  he  chose, 
And  resCu'd  from  their  mighty  foes. 

3  [When  God's  almighty  arm  had  broke 
T  leir  fetters  and  th'  Egyptian  yok<  i 
They  trac'd  the  desert,  wand'ring  round 
A  wild  ami  solitary  groundf 

4  There  they  could  find  no  le.  ding  road, 
Nor  city  for  a  fix'd  abode; 

Nor  food,  nor  fountain  to  assuage 
Their  burning  thirst,  or  hunger's  rage.] 

5  In  their  distress,  to  God  they  crv'd; 
God  was  their  Saviour  and  Cnc'w  Guide: 
He  led  their  march  far  wand'ring  round; 
'Twas  the  right  path  to  Canaan's  ground. 

6  So,  when  our  first  release  we  gain 
From  sin's  own  yoke,  and  Satan's  chain. 
We  have  this  desert  world  to  pass, 

A  dang'rous  and  a  tiresome  place. 

7  He  feels  and  clothes  us  all  the  way, 
He  guides  our  footsteps,  lest  we  stray; 
He  guards  us  with  a  powerful  hand, 
And  brings  us  to  the  heav'nly  land. 

o  8  O  let  us,  then,  with  joy  record 

The  truth  and  goodness  of  the  Lord! 
e  How  great  his  works!  how  kind  his  ways! 
u  Let  ev'ry  tongue  pronounce  his  praise. 

L.  M.    Second  Part.     Bath.    [*] 
Correction  jor  Sin;  Release  by  Prayer. 
1  TTtRQM  age  to  age,  exalt  his  name; 

F    God  and  his  grace  are  still  the  same:- 
He  fills  the  hungry  soul  with  food, 
And  feeds  the  poor  with  er'ry  good. 


PSALM  lrt;. 


e  9   But,  it'  their  hearts  rebel,  and  rise 
Against  the  God  who  rules  the  skies; 
It"  they  reject  his  heav'nly  word. 
And  slight  the  counsels  of  the  Lord;  — 

—3  lie  Ml  bring  their  spirits  to  the  grou: 
And  no  deliv'rance  shall  be  found; 

a  Laden  with  grief,  they  waste  their  breath 
In  darkness  and  the  shades  of  death. 

—4  Then  to  the  Lord  they  raise  their  cries; 

o  He  makes  the  dawning  light  arise, 
And  scatters  all  that  dismal  shade 
That  hung  so  heavy  round  their  head 
5  He  cuts  the  bars  of  brass  in  two, 
And  lets  the  smiling  pris'ner  through: 
Takes  oifthe  load  of  guilt  and  grief, 
And  gives  the  lab'ring  soul  relict. 

o  6  O  may  the  sons  of  men  record 
The  wondrous  goodness  of  the  Lord! 

t  How  great  his  works!  how  kind  his  ways! 

u  Let  ev'ry  tongue  pronounce  his  praise. 

L.  M.    Third  Part.     [*] 
Intemperance  pumetmd  and  pardoned. 
\   [XTAIN  man.  on  foolish  pleasures  bent, 

▼    Prepares  for  his  oytn  punishment; 
What  pains,  wha   loathsome  maladies 
From  luxury  and  lust  aris  £ 

2  The  drunkard  feels  his  vitals  waste; 
Yet  drowns  his  heakii  to  please  his  i 
Till  all  his  active  pow'rs  are  lost, 
And  fainting  life  draws  near  the  dust. 

3  The  glutton  groans  and  loaths  to  eat; 
His  soul  abhors  delicious  meat; 
Nature  with  heavy  loads  opprest. 
Would  yield  to  death  to  be  releas'd. 

4  Then  how  the  fright'ned  sinners  flv 
To  God  for  help,  with  earnest  cr\ ! 

He  hears  their  groans,  prolongs  their  breath 
And  saves  them  from  approaching  death . 

5  No  med'eines  could  effect  the  cure, 
So  quick,  so  easv,  or  so  sure: 

The  deadly  sentence  God  repeals, 

'    hn  s"vYeign  word  and  heal- 


ISO  PSALM  107. 


(;  O  may  the  sons  of  men  record 
The  wondrous  goodness  of  the  Lord; 
And  let  their  thankful  offering  prove 

How  they  adore  their  Maker's  love.] 

L.M.     Fourth  Part.     Oporto.     [*] 
Deliverance  from  Storm  and  Shipwreck. 

l^rOULD  you  behold  the  works  of  God, 
His  wonders  in  the  world  abroad — 

Go  with  the  mariners,  and  trace 

The  seas, 

rhey  leave  their  native  shores  belli  , 

And  seize  the  favour  of  the  v. 
0  Till  God  com  mauds — and  tempests  rise* 

That  heave  the  ocean  to  the  skies. 
o  3  Now  to  the  heavens  they  mount,  amain, 
e  Now  sink  to  dreadful  deeps  again; 
— What  strange  affrights  young  sailors  feel, 

And  like  a  stagg'riug  drunkard  reeli 
e  4  When  land  is  far,  and  death  is  nigh* 
j>  Lost  to  all  huj  cry; 

— His  mercy  hears  t  I  address, 

o  And  sends  salvation  in  distress. 
(j  5  He  bids  the  winds  their  wrath  assuage. 

The  furious  waves  forget  their  rage: 
— Tis  calm;— and  savors  smile  to  see 

The  haven  where  they  wish 'd to  he. 
o  6  ()  may  the  sons  of  men  record 

The  wondrous  goodness  of  the  Lord? 
—Let  their  .  aie  ofFrings  bring, 

o  And  in  the  church  his  glory  sing. 

C.  M.     Wareham.    [*] 

The  Mariners  Psalm. 

1  PT1HY  works  of  ^Iciy,  mighty  LorJ, 

jL    Th)   wonders  in  the  deeps, 
The  sons  of  courage  shall  record, 
Who  trad<  i  ig  snips. 

o  2  At  thy  coi;  re  winds  arise, 

And  swell  the  tow'ring  waves; 
o  The  men,  astonish'd,  mount  the  skies, 
And  sin.,  in  gaping  graves, 


psalm  ior.  iai 


— 3  [Again  they  climb  the  wat'ry  hiHs, 
And  plunge  in  deeps  sfgain; 
Kach  like  a  tqtt'ring  drankai 

And  finds  his  courage  vain. 
d  4  Frighted  to  hear  the  tempest  roar, 

They  pant  with  fluttering  breath; 
And  hopeless  of  the  distant  shore, 

Expect  immediate  death.] 
— 5  Then  to  the  Lord  they  raise  their  erica, 
o       He  hears  the  loud  rc\\ 
g  And  orders  silence  through  the  >!, 

And  lays  the  Roods  to  r- 
u  6  Sailors  rejoice  to  lose  their  fears, 

And  see  the  storm  allay'd; 
Now  to  their  eyes  the  port  appears; 

There  let  their  vows  be  paid. 
— 7  'Tis  God  who  brings  them  safe  to  laud; 

Let  stupid  mortals  know, 
That  waves  are  under  his  command, 

And  all  the  winds  that  blow. 
o  8  ()  that  the  sons  of  men  would  praise 

The  goodness  of  the  Lord! 
—  And  those,  who  see  thy  wondrous  ways, 

Thy  wondrous  love  record. 

L.  M.    Fourth   Part.     Aforeton.    Leeds.     [v] 
Colonies  and  Nation*  kbit  and  punished. 

1  [yv^HEN  God,  provok/d  with  daring  crimes, 

y  Y     Scourges  the  madness  of  the  times, 
He  turns  their  iields  to  barren  sand, 
And  dries  the  rivers  from  the  land. 

2  His  word  can  raise  the  springs  again, 

ike  the  withcr'd  mountains  green; 
ings  from  the  skies, 
And  harvests  in  the  desert  rise.] 

ling  dwelt,  but  beasts  of  pre;. 
Or  men  as  fierce  and  wild  as  they, 
c .  ' d  and  poor  repair, 

And  I   lilds  them  towns  and  cities  there. 
w  the  iields,  and  trees  they  p] 
>e  yearly  fruit  supplies  their  want; 

up  from  fruitful  stocks, 
r.  Ith  increases  With  th< 

16 


PSALM   109. 


5    Lhus  they  are  blest;  but  if  they  bin, 

e  He  lets  the  heathen  nations  in; 
A  savage  crew  invades  their  lands, 
Their  princes  die  by  burj'rous  hands. 

a  6  Their  captive  sons  expos'd  to  scorn, 
Wander,  unpitv  'd  and  fcorloi  n: 
The  country  lies  unfcacM,  untdt'd, 
And  desolation  spreads  the  field, 

— 7  Vet,  if  th'  humble  nation  mourns, 
Again  his  dreadful  hand  he  turns; 

o  Again  he  makes  their  cities  thrive, 
And  bids  the  dying  cuurches  live. 
8  [The  righteous  with  a  joyful  sense, 
Admire  the  works gf  providence; 
And  tongues  of  atheists  shall  no  more 
Blaspheme  the  God  whom  saint*  adore.] 

e  9  How  few  with  pious  care  record 
These  wondrous  dealings  of  the  Lord! 

— But  wise  observers  stifl  shall  find 
The  Lord  is  holy,  just  and  kind. 

PSALM  109.    C.  M.     Abridge.     [*] 

l.ove  to  enemies,-  Example  of  Christ. 
1    |~^OD  of  my  mercy  and  my  praise, 

\M  Thy  glory  is  my  song; 
o     Though  sinners  speak  against  thy  grace. 

With  a  blaspheming  tongue. 
— 2  When,  in  the  form  of  mortal  man. 

Thy  Son  on  earth  was  found, 
e  With  cruel  slanders  false  and  vain, 

They  compass'd  him  around. 
— 3  Their  mis'ries  his  compassion  move. 

Their  peace  he  still  pursu'd; 
e  They  render  hatred  for  his  love, 

And  evil  for  his  good. 
— 4  Their  malice  rag'd  without  a  cause; 
a       Yet  with  his  dying  breath, 
— He  pray'd  for  murd'rers  on  his  cross, 

And  blest  his  foes  in  death. 
e  5  Lord,  shall  thy  bright  example  shine. 

In  vain  before  my  eyes? 
— Give  me  a  soul  akin  to  thine, 

To  love  mine  enemies^ 


PSALM  no. 

o  6  The  Lord  shall  on  my  side  eng 

And  in  my  Saviour's  name, 
o  I  shall  defeat  their  pride  and  rage* 

Who  slander  and  condemn. 

PSALM  130.  L    M.  First  Part     HtcnrhTn.    [*] 

The  Exalted  Jne9$iuh*$  Power  and  (,racc. 
d    1   nPiiUo  the  eternal  Fattier  spake, 

I-    To  Christ  the  Son;   "Ascend  and  sit 

"A:  my  right  hand,  till  I  shall  make 

"Thy  foes  submissive  at  thy  feet. 
o  2  "From  7/ on  shall  thy  word  proceed; 

"Thy  word,  the  sceptre  in  thy  hand, 

"Shall  make  lie  hearts  of  rebels  bleed, 

"And  how  their  wills  to  thy  command, 
g-  3  "That  day  shall  shew  thy  pow'r  is  great, 

"When  saints  shall  flock  vith  willing  minds; 

"And  sinners  crowd  thy  temple  gate, 

"Where  holiness  in  beauty  shines." 
o  4  O  blessed  pow'r!  O  glorious  day! 

What  a  large  vict'iy  shall   ensue! 
o  And  converts,  who  thy  grace  obey, 

F,xceed  the  drops  of  morning  dew.  O/wrtq* 

L.  M.    SkcondPart.     Bath.  [*] 
The  Kingdom  and  Priesthood  of  Christ. 
1   [nprlUS  the  gre.t  Lord  of  tat  th  and  sea 
A    Spake  to  his  Son,  and  thai  he  swore: 
'Eternal  shall  t  iv  |  rtesfhood  be, 
And  change  from  hand  to  hand  no  more. 
!   Aaron  and  all  his  sons  mast  d'e: 
Bat  everlasting  life  is  thine: 
To  save  forever  those  who  fly, 
For  refuge  from  the  wrath  divine. 

3  By  me  Mtetchtsedec  w  es  made, 
On  earth,  a  king  and  priest  at  once: 

\:i.i  th.  u.  my  lu-av  nly  Pth  St,  shalt  plead 
And  thou,  my  King,  sn  lit  rule  my  sons.' 

4  Jesus  the  Priest  ascends  his  throne, 
While  counsels  of  eternal  peace, 
Between  the  Father  and  the  v 
Proceed  with  hotlOUr  and  sud 

5  Thro*  the  whole  earth  his :.  U  spread. 
And  crush  the  pow'rs  that  dare  rebel; 


134  PSALM   110,   UU 

Then  shall  he  judge  the  rising  dead, 
And  send  the  guilty  world  to  hell. 
6  Tho*  while  he  treads  his  glorious  way, 
He  drinks  the  cup  of  tears  and  blood; 
The  sufferings  of  that  dreadful  day 
Shall  but  advance  him  near  to  God.]  ; 
C.  M.    St.  dtaflh's*     [*] 
Chrises  Kingdom  and  Priesthood. 
1    XESUS,  our  Lord,  ascend  thy  throne, 
t_J    And  near  thy  Father  sit: 
^  In  Zion  shall  thy  pow'r  be  known, 

And  make  thy  foes  submit. 
e  2  What  wonders  shall  thy  gospel  do! 
v>      Thy  converts  shall  surpass 
The  nuoVrous  drops  of  morning  dew, 
And  own  thy  sov'reign  grace. 
— 3  God  hath  pronoune'd  a  firm  decree, 

Nor  changes  what  he  swore; 
g  "Eternal  shall  thy  priesthood  be, 

"When  Aaron  is  no  more. 
— I  "Melchisedec,  that  wondrous  priest, 
"That  King  of  high  degree, 
4 'Tli at  holy  man  who  Abraham  blest, 
-Was  but  a  type  ef  thee." 
o  5  Jesus,  oar  Priest,  forever  lives, 

To  plead  for  us  above: 
u  Jesus,  our  King,  forever  gives 

The  blessings  of  his  love, 
g  6  God  shall  exalt  his  g!orio»s  head, 
And  his  high  throne  maintain; 
Shall  strike  the  powers  and  princes  dead, 
Who  dare  oppose  his  reign. 

PSALM  111-  C.  M.    1st  Part.     Mitcham.     [*] 

The  Wisdom  of  God  in  his  Works. 
1    (SONGS  of  immortal  praise  belong 

£3  To  my  Almighty  God: 
lie  has  my  heart,  and  he  my  tongue, 
To  spread  his  Name  abroad, 
c  2  How  great  the  works  his  hand  has  wrought! 

How  glorious  in  our  sight! 
o  And  men  in  ev'ry  age  have  sought 
His  wonders  with  delight. 


PSALM  111,   112.  185 

e  3  How  most  exact  is  nature's  frame! 

How  wist*  the  Internal  Mind! 
—  II  b  counsels  never  change  the  scheme, 

That  his  first  thoughts  design'd. 

4  When  he  redeem'd  his  chosen  sons, 
He  tix'd  his  covenant  sure; 
g  The  orders  that  his  lips  pronounce, 

To  endless  years  endure. 
— 5  Nature  and  time,  and  earth  and  skies, 

Thy  heav'nly  skill  proclaim: 
t  What  shall  we  do  to  make  us  wise — 

But  learn  to  read  thy  Name? 
— 6  To  fear  thy  pow'r  to  trust  thy  grace, 
Is  our  divinest  skill; 
And  he's  the  wisest  of  our  race, 

Who  best  obeys  thy  will.  Sunday, 

CM.   Second  Part.    St.  Martin'*.    [*] 

The  perfections  of  (ion. 

1  [  |"1  RE  AT  is  tiie  Lord;  his  works  of  might 

\X  Demand  our  noblest  songs: 
Let  his  assembled  saints  unite 
Their  harmony  of  tongues. 

2  Great  is  the  mercy  of  the  Lord, 
He  gives  his  children  food, 

And  ever  mindful  of  his  word, 
He  makes  his  promise  good. 

3  His  Son,  the  great  Redeemer  came, 
To  seal  his  covenant  sure; 

Holy  and  rev'rend  is  his  name; 
His  ways  are  just  and  pure. 

4  They  who  would  grow  divinely  wise, 
Must  with  his  fe^r  begin: 

Our  fairest  proof  of  knowledge  lies 
In  hating ev'ry  sin.] 

PSALM  112.    P.  M.    Cumberland.    [*] 

'Hie  Blessings  of  the  liberal  J  Ian. 

1  npil  AT  man  is  blest,  who  stands  in  awe 

A   Of  God, and  If.  .  red  law; 

His  seed  on  earth  shall  be  l  enown'd: 
His  hous"  the  seat  of  wealth  shall  be, 
in  itnexhau 
And  with  suec  '     crown'd. 

M6 


136  PS2ALM  11*. 


2  His  liberal  tax  ours  he  extends; 
To  some  he  gives,  to  others  lends; 

A  gen*r«>us  pity  fills  his  mind: 
Yet  what  his  charity  impairs, 
He  saves  by  prudence  in  affairs; 

And  thus  he's  just  to  all  mankind. 

3  His  hands,  while  they  his  alms  bestow 'd, 
His  glory's  future  harvest  sow'd: 

The  sweet  rememb'rance  of  the  just, 
Like  a  grecu  root,  revives,  and  bears 
A  train  of  blessings  for  his  heirs, 

When  dying  nature  sleeps  in  dust. 

;  4  Beset  with  threat'ning  dangers  round, 

Unmov'd  shall  he  maintain  his  ground; 

His  conscience  holds  his  courage  up: 
The  soul  that's  fill'd  with  virtue's  light, 
Shines  brightest  in  affliction's  night; 

And  sees  in  darkness  beams  of  hope. 

PAUSE. 

5  [III  tidings  never  can  surprise 
His  heart  that  fix'd  on  God  relies; 

Tho'  waves  and  tempests  roar  around: 
Safe  on  a  Rock  he  sits,  and  sees 
Tiie  shipwreck  of  his  enemies; 

And  all  their  hopes  and  glory  drown'd, 

6  The  wicked  shall  his  triumph  see, 
And  gnash  their  teeth  in  agony, 

To  find  their  expectations  crest; 
They,  and  their  envy  pride  and  spite, 
Sink  down  to  everlasting  night, 

And  all  their  names  in  darkness  lost.] 
L.  M.       Ofiorto.     [*] 
Blessings  of  the  Pious  and  Charitable. 
1   fl^HRICE  happy  man,  who  fears  the  Lord' 

JL    Loves  his  commands,  and  trusts  his  word, 
Honour  and  peace  his  days  attend, 
And  blessings  to  his  seed  descend. 

*  2  Compassion  dwells  upon  his  mind, 
To  works  of  mercy  still  inclin'd; 

—He  lends  the  poor  soms  present  aid, 
Or  gives  them  not  to  be  repaid. 

•  3  When  times  grow  dark,  and  tidings  spread, 
That  fill  his  neighbour  round  with  dread; 


PSALM  112,  IIS.  182 


.    His  heart  is  arm'd  against  the  tear, 

o  For  God  with  all  his  pow'r  is  there. 

g  4  His  soul,  well  fixM  upon  the  Lord, 
Draws  heav'nly  courage  from  his  word; 
Amidst  the  darkness  Tight  shall  rise, 
To  cheer  his  heart,  and  bless  his  eyes. 

— 5   He  hath  dispers'd  his  alms  abroad; 
His  works  are  still  before  his  God; 
His  name  en  earth  shall  long  remain, 
While  envious  sinners  fret  in  vain, 

C.  M.    St.  Ann9:    [*] 
Liberality  Rewarded. 

1  "ljTAPPY.it  h«  who  fears  the  Lord, 
iX  And  follows  his  commands; 

Who  lends  the  poor,  without  reward; 
Or  gives  with  liberal  hands. 

2  As  pity  dwells  within  his  breast, 
To  all  the  sons  of  need, 

So  God  shall  answer  his  request, 
With  blessings  on  his  seed. 

3  No  evil  tidings  shall  surprise 
His  well  established  mind; 

His  soul  to  God  his  refuge  flies, 
And  leaves  his  fears  behind. 

4  In  times  of  general  distress, 
Some  beams  of  light  shall  shine, 

To  shew  the  world  his  righteousness, 
And  give  him  peace  divine. 

5  His  works  of  piety   and  love 
Remain  before  the  Lord; 

Honour  on  earth,  and  joys  a'o 
Shall  be  his  sure  reward. 


PS  \ LM  1 1".    P.  M.     6V.  Heilen '  .     [«  ] 
The  Majesty  and  Condescension  of  Cod. 
1  T7E  wrho  delight  to  serve  the  Lord, 
I    The  honours  of  his  name  record; 
Mis  sacred  name  forever  bless: 
Where'er  the  circling  sun  i 
His  rising  beams,  or  setting  rays, 
Let  lands  and  seas  his  power  con; 
Not  tin  e  nor  natui 

minion  bounds; 
ixe  far  bel  >w  his  tit 


188  PSALM  11: 


e  Let  no  created  greatness  dare 
With  our  eternal  God  compare, 
Arm'd  with  his  uncreated  might. 
e  3  He  bows  his  glorious  head  to  view 
What  the  bright  hosts  of  angels  do, 
And  bends  his  care  to  mortal  things: 
—His  so v' reign  hand  exalts  the  poor; 
He  takes  the  needy  from  the  door, 

And  makes  them  company  for  kings. 
4  [When  childless  families  despair. 
He  sends  the  blessings  of  an  heir, 
To  rescue  their  expiring  name; 
The  mother  with  a  cheerful  voice, 
Proclaims  his  praises  and  her  joys: 
Let  ev'ry  age  advance  his  fame.] 

L.  M.     Quercy.     [*] 
God  Sovereign  and  Graciovn. 
i  [XTE  servants  of  th'  almighty  King, 

-B-    In  ev'ry  age  his  pmises  sing; 
Where'er  the  sun  shall  rise  or  set, 
The  nations  shall  his  praise  repeat. 

2  Above  the  earth — beyond  the  sky, 
Stands  his  high  throne  of  majesty; 
Nor  time  nor  place  his  pow'r  restrain— 
Nor  bound  his  universal  reign. 

3  Which  of  the  sons  of  Adam  dare, 
Or  angels  wTith  their  God  compare? 
His  glories  how  divinely  bright, 
Who  dwells  in  uncreated  light! 

4  Behold  his  love!  he  stoops  to  view 
Wnat  saints  above  and  angels  do; 
And  condescends,  yet  more,  to  know 
The  mean  affairs  of  men  below. 

5  From  dust,  and  cottages  obscure, 
His  grace  exalts  the  humble  poor; 
Gives  them  the  honour  of  his  sons, 
And  fits  them  for  their  heav'nly  thrones. 

6  A  word  of  his  creating  voice, 
Can  make  the  barren  house  rejoice: 
Tho*  Sarah's  ninety  years  were  past, 
The  proinis'd  seed  is  born  at  last. 

7  With  joy  the  mother  views  her  son, 
And  tells  the  wonders  God  has  done; 


PSALM   114,  115.  189 


Faith  may  grow  strong  when  sense  despairs; 
If  nature  fails,  the  promise  bears.] 

PSALM  114.     L.M.     Blnulon.     [*] 
Miracles  attending  Israel's  Journey. 

1  "Y^rHl-'N  Israel,  freed  from  Pharaoh's  hand, 
f  V     Left  the  proud  tyrant  and  his  land. 

The  tribes,  with  cheerful  homage,  own 

Their  King,  and  Judah  was  his  throne, 
e  2  Across  the  deep  their  journey  lay; 
o  The  deep  divides  to  make  them  way: 
— Jordan  beheld  their  march,  and  fled, 

With  backward  current  to  his  head. 
o   3  The  mountains  shook  like  frighted  sheep, 

Like  lambs  the  little  hillocks  leap; 

Not  Sinai  on  her  base  could  stand, 

Conscious  of  sov'reign  pow'r  at  hand. 
e  4  What  pow'r  could  make  the  deep  di\  iiti 

Make  Jordan  backward  roll  his  tide? 

Why  did  ye  leap,  ye  little  hills? 

And  whence  the  fright  that  Sinai  feels? 
g  5  Let  ev'ry  mountain,  ev'ry  flood, 

Retire,  and  know  the  approaching  God! 

The  King  of  Israel!  see  him  here! 

Tremble,  thou  earth,  adore,  and  fear. 

6  He  thunders — and  all  nature  mourns: 

The  rock  to  standing  pools  he  turns; 

Flints  spring  with  fountains  at  his  word, 

And  fires  and  seas  confess  the  Lord. 

PSALM  115.  L.  M.  First  Part.  Fmtm  97t/i.  £*] 
The  true  Cod:  or,  Idolatry  reproved. 

1  1VTOT  to  ourselves,  who  are  but  dust, 
JLi    Not  to  ourselves  is  glory  due; 

Eternal  God,  thou  only  just, 

Thou  only  gracious,  wise  and  true! 
g  2  Shine  forth,  in  all  thy  dreadful  name; 
e  Why  should  a  heathen  s  haughty  tongue 

Insult  us,  and  to  raise  our  shame, 
d  Say,  "Where's  the  God  you've  scrv'd  so  long?" 
c   3  The  God,  we  serve,  maintains  his  throne, 

Above  the  clouds,  beyond  the  skies: 

Through  all  the  earth  his  will  is  done; 

lie  knows  our  groans,  he  hears  our  cries. 


190  PSALM   115. 

e  4  But  the  vain  idols  they  adore, 

Are  senseless  shapes  of  stone  and  wood; 
At  best  a  mass  of  glitt'ring  ore, 
A  silver  saint,  or  golden  g  d. 

—5   [With  eves  and  ears  they  carve  the  he.ad: 
Deaf  are  their  ears,  their  eyes  are  blind: 
In  vain  are  costly  o    'rings  made, 
And  vows  are  scatter'd  in  the  wind. 
6  Their  feet  were  never  made  to  move, 
Nor  hands  to  >ave  when  mortals  pray: 
Mortals  that  pay  them  fear  or  love, 
Seem  to  be  blind  and  deaf  as  they.] 

g  7  O  Israel,  make  the  Lord  thy  hope, 
Thy  help,  thy  refuge,  and  thy  rest, 
The  Lord  shall  build  thy  ruins  up, 
And  bless  the  people  and  the  priest, 

a  8  The  dead  no  more  can  speak  thy  praise. 
They  dwell  in  silence  in  the  grave; 

0  But  we  shall  live  to  sing  thy  grace, 

u  And  tell  the  world  thy  pow'r  to  save. 

P.M.     JVakvorth.    [*] 
Popish  Idolatry  reproved. 

1  "VTOT  to  our  names,  Thou  only  Just  and  True, 
JLl    Not  to  our  worthless  names  is  glory  due; 
Thy  pow'r  and  grace,  thy  truth  and  justice, claim 
Immortal  honours  to  thy  sov'reign  name. 
Shine  thro'  the  earth,  from  heav'n  thy  blest  abode. 
Nor  let  the  heathen  say, "And  where's  your  God?" 

2  Heaj'n  is  thine  higher  conrt;  there  stands  thy  throne; 
\'i.   thro'  the  lower  worlds  thy  will  is  done: 

Earth  is  thy  work;  the  beav'ns  thy  hand  hath  spread; 
e  But  IVols  adore  the  gods  their  hands  have  made: 
—The  kneeling  crowd,  with  looks  devout  behold 

Their  silver  saviours  and  their  saints  of  gold. 

3  [Vain  are  those  artful  shapes  of  eyes  and  ears , 
The  molten  image  neither  sees  nor  hears; 
Their  hands  are  helpless,  nor  their  feet  can  move; 

They  have  no  speech,  nor  thought,  nor  pow'r,  nor  love: 
Yet  sottish  mortals  make  their  long  complaints 
To  their  deaf  idols  and  their  moveless  saints. 


PSALM  nri.  vn 


Phc  rich  have  statues  weH  fcdoTn'd  with  goldj 

'ur  poor  content  wi Ji  gods  of  cc  uid; 

\\  itli  tools  of  iron  carve  the  senseless  stock, 
Lopt  from  a  tree,  Of  broken  from  a  rock: 
People  and  priest  drive  on  the  solemn  trade, 
And  trust  the  gods  that  saws  and  hammers  m 

a  5   Be  heav'n  and  earth  amaz'd!— 'Tis  hard  1 1 
Which  the  more  stupid, — or  their  gods  or  they. 

o  O  Israel,  trust  the  Lord;   He  hears  and  se< 
He  knows  thy  sorrows,  and  restores  thy  peace; 
His  worship  does  a  thousand  comforts  \  ield, 
lie  is  thy  help,  and  he  thine  heav'nly  shield. 

o  6  In  God  we  trust:  our  impious  foes  in  vain 
Attempt  our  ruin,  and  oppose  his  reign; 

e  Had  they  prevail'd,  darkness  had  clos'd  our  days', 
And  death  and  silence  had  forbid  his  praise: 

s  But  we  arc  sav'd,  and  live:  let  songs  arise, 
And  Zion  bless  the  God  who  built  the  skies. 

PSALM  116.     First  Part.     Canterbury.     [*!>] 
Recovery  from  Sickness. 

1  [T  LOVE  the  Lord:  he  heard  my  cries, 

JL  And  pity'd  ev'ry  groan: 
Long  as  1  live,  wThen  troubles  rise, 
I'll  hasten  to  his  throne. 

2  I  love  the  Lord:  he  bow'd  his  car. 
And  chasM  my  griefs  away: 

O  let  my  heart  no  more  despair, 
While  I  have  breath  to  pray! 

r  3  My  flesh  declin'd,  my  spirits  fell, 
And  1  drew  near  the  dead; 
While  in    ard  pangs,  and  fears  of  hell, 
Perplex'd  my  a  akeful  head. 

d  4  "My  God,  1  cry'd,  thy  servant  i 

Thou  ever  good  and  just; 
Thy  pow'r  can  rescue  from  the  gn 
Thy  pow'r  is  all  ms  trust." 
—  5  The  Lord  beheld  me  sore  distress 
He  bale  my  pains  rem.  \ e; 
Return,  m]  G  rest, 

For  t  love. 

o  6  My  God  ha 


192 PSALM  116,  lir. 

o  Now  to  his  praise  I'll  spend  my  breath, 
And  my  remaining  years.] 

CM. Second  Part.  Hymn  2nd.  St.  Martin  . 9.  [*] 
V.  12,  Sec. — Vo-ws  made  in  trouble,  paid  in  the  Church. 

1  V1THAT  shall  I  render  to  my  God, 

▼  ▼     For  all  his  kindness  shown? 
o  My  feet  shall  visit  thine  abode, 
My  songs  address  thy  throne. 
— 2  Among  the  saints  who  fill  thine  house, 
My  oft'rmg  shall  be  paid; 
There  shall  my  zeal  perform  the  vows, 
My  soul  in  anguish  made. 
e  3  How  much  is  mercy  thy  delight, 
Thou  ever  blessed  God! 
How  dear  thy  servants  in  thy  sight! 
How  precious  is  their  blood! 
o  4  How  happy  all  thy  servants  are! 
How  great  thy  grace  to  me! 
My  life  which  thou  hast  made  thy  care, 
Lord,  I  devote  to  thee. 
— 5  Now  I  am  thine — for  ever  thine — 
Nor  shall  my  purpose  move; 
Thy  hand  hath  loos'd  my  bonds  of  pain, 

And  bound  me  with  thy  love. 
6  Here  in  thy  courts,  I  leave  my  vow, 

And  thy  rich  grace  record; 
Witness  ye  saints,  who  hear  me  now, 
If  1  forake  the  Lord. 

PSALM  1 17.    C.  M.    tioxology. 

Praise  to  i\ow  from  all  Nations, 
o  1   f\  ALL  ye  nations,  praise  the  Lord, 
\J  Each  with  a  diff'rent  tongue; 
In  ev'ry  language  learn  his  word, 
And  let  his  name  be  sung. 

2  His  mercy  reigns  through  ev'ry  land 
Proclaim  his  grace  abroad; 

For  ever  firm  his  truth  shall  stand; 

Praise  ye  the  faithful  God. 

L.  M.     Old  Hundred.  [*] 
1  "T^ROM  all  who  dwell  below  the  ski 

X    Let  the  Creator's  praise  arise; 


l'SALM  117,  1 1  8. 

name  be  sun  ;', 
Through  ev'ry  Land,  by  ev'ry  tongue. 

2  Eternal  are  thy  mercies,  L 
Eternal  truth  attends  thy  w  ■ 
Thy  praise  shall  sound  from  shore  to  sh 
'  Till  suns  shall  rise,  and  se  ,  DO  more. 

S.  M.    Kibwortk.    [*] 
1  FTV1Y  name,  almighty  Lord, 

JL    Shall  sound  through  distant  lai 
Great  is  thy  grace,  and  sure  thy  word; 

Thy  truth  tor  ever  stands. 

Pai  be  thine  honour  spread, 

And  long  thy  praise  endure; 
'Till  morning  light  and  evening  shade 

Shall  he  cx(  hang'd  no  more. 

PSALM  113.    C.  Al.    First Pabt.     Mrar.     [*] 

V.  0 — 15.  — Deliverance  from  a  Tumult. 

1  [fJlHE  Lord  appears  my  helper  now, 

A    Nor  is  my  faith  afraid 
What  all  the  sons  of  earth  can  do, 
Since  heav;n  affords  its  aid. 

2  'Tis  safer,  Lord,  to  hope  in  thee, 
And  have  my  God  my  friend, 

Than  trust  in  men  of  high  degree. 
And  on  their  ti  uth  depend. 

3  Like  bees  my  foes  beset  me  round, 
A  large  and  angry  swarm; 

But  I  shall  all  their  rage  confound, 
By  thine  Almighty  arm, 

4  'Tis  through  the  Lord  my  heart  is  strong, 
In  nim  my  lips  rejoice; 

While  his  salvation  is  my  song, 
How  cheerful  is  my  voice' 

5  Like  angry  bees  they  girt  me  round: 
When  God  appears  they  fly: 

So  burning  thorns,  with  crackling  sound, 
Make  a  fierce  blaze  and  die. 

6  Joy  to  the  saints,  and  peace  belongs; 
The  Lord  protects  their  da)  s: 

Let  Israel  tune  immortal  songs, 
To  his  almighty  grace.] 
17 


194  TSALM  118. 


CM.  Second  Part.     Barby.     [*] 
V.  17 — 21.— Public  Praise  for  Deliverance  jrom  Death. 

1  T  ORD,  thou  hast  heard  thy  servant  cry, 
JLi  And  rescu'd  from  the  grave; 

Now  shall  he  live:  (and  none  can  die, 
If  God  resolve  to  save.) 

2  Thy  praise,  more  constant  than  before, 
Shall  fill  his  daily  breath; 

Thy  hand  that  hath  chastis'd  him  sore, 

Defends  him  still  from  death. 
o  3  Open  the  gates  of  Zion  now, 

For  we  shall  worship  there — 
The  house  where  all  the  righteous  go, 

Thy  mercy  to  declare. 
o  4  Among  th'  assemblies  of  thy  saints, 

Our  thankful  voice  we  raise; 
—Here  we  have  told  thee  our  complaints, 
o       And  here  we  speak  thy  praise. 

C.  M.    Third  Part.     Colchester.     Mear.   [*] 
V.  22,  26.— Christ  the  Foundation  of  his  Church. 
1  "OEHOLD,  the  sure  foundation  stone, 

-D  Which  God  in  Zion  lays, 
To  build  our  heav'nly  hopes  upon, 
And  his  eternal  praise. 
e  2  Chosen  of  God,  to  sinners  dear, 

And  saints  adore  the  name; 
o  They  trust  their  whole  salvation  here, 

Nor  shall  they  suffer  shame. 
e  3  The  foolish  builders,  scribe  and  priest, 
Reject  it  with  disdain; 
Yet  on  this  rock  the  church  shall  rest, 
And  envy  rage  in  vain. 
g  4  What  though  the  gates  of  hell  withstood, 
Yet  must  this  building  rise; 
*Tis  thy  own  work,  almighty  God, 
And  wondrous  in  our  eyes. 
CM.     Fourth  Part.    Sunday.    Bethlehem.  [*] 
V.  24,  25,  26. — Hosanna  for  the  Lord's  Day. 
1  npHIS  is  the  day  the  Lord  hath  made; 
i   He  calls  the  hours  his  «w.n: 


PSALM   118.  195 

o  Let  heav'n  rejoice,  let  earth  be  glad, 

And  praise  surround  his  throne. 
o  2  To  day  he  rose  and  left  the  dead, 

And  Satan's  empire  fell; 
To-day  the  saints  his  triumphs  spread, 

And  all  his  wonders  tell. 
o  3  Hosanna  to  the  Anointed  King, 

To  David's  holy  Son; 
— Help  us,  O  Lord;  descend,  and  bring 

Salvation  from  thy  throne, 
o  4  Blest  be  the  Lord,  who  comes  to  men, 

With  messages  of  grace; 
Who  comes,  in  God  his  Father's  name, 

To  save  our  sinful  race. 
o  5  Hosanna  in  the  highest  strains, 

The  church  on  earth  can  raise; 
u  The  highest  heav'ns,  in  which  he  reigns, 

Shall  give  him  nobler  praise. 

S.  M.     St.  Thomas.     [*] 
V.  22— 27.— Salvation  by  Christ. 
1   [  CJEE  what  a  living  Stone 
^  The  builders  did  refuse: 
o  Yet  God  hath  built  his  church  thereon, 

In  spite  of  envious  Jews. 
e  2  The  Scribe  and  angry  Priest, 

Reject  thine  only  Son; 
o  Yet  on  this  Rock  shall  Sion  rest, 

As  the  chief  corner  Stone, 
o  3  The  work,  O  Lord,  is  thine, 
And  wondrous  in  our  eyes; 
This  day  declares  it  .ill  divine, 
This  day  did  Jesus  rise. 
o  4  This  is  the  glorious  day, 
That  our  Redeemer  made: 
Let  us  rejoice,  and  sing,  and  pray; 
Let  all  the  church  be  glad. 
s  5   Hosanna  to  the  King 
Of  David's  royal  blood; 
Bless  him,  ye  saints:  lie  comes  to  bring 
Salvation  from  your  God. 
— 6  We  bless  thine  holy  word, 
Which  all  this  grace  displays; 


196 PSALM   US,  119. 

And  offer  on  thine  altar.  Lord, 
Our  sacrifice  of  praise.] 

L.  M.     Old  Hundred.     [*] 
V.  22—27. — A  new  Song-  of  Salvation  by  Chbist. 

1  X  O,  what  a  glorious  Corner- Stone 
JL4  The  Jewish  builders  did  refuse! 

But  God  hath  built  his  church  thereon, 

In  spite  of  envy,  and  the  Jews. 
e  2  Great  God,  the  work  is  all  divine, 

The  joy  and  wonder  of  our  eves! 
o  This  is  the  day  that  proves  it  thine, 

The  day  that  saw  our  Saviour  rise. 

3  Sinners  rejoice,  and  saints  be  glad; 

Hosanna,  let  his  name  be  blest; 

A  thousand  honours  on  his  head, 

With  peace,  and  light,  and  glory  rest' 
— 4  In  God's  own  name,  he  comes  to  bring 

Salvation  to  our  dying  race; 
o  Let  the  whole  church  address  their  King, 

With  hearts  of  joy,  and  songs  of  praise. 

PSALM  119. 

lhave  collected  and  disposed  the  most  useful  verses  of  this 
Psalm  under  eighteen  different  heads,  and  formed  a 
Divine  Song  upon  each  of  them.  But  the  verses  are 
much  transposed  to  attain  some  degree  of  connexion. 

In  some  places,  instead  of  the  words  law,  commands,  judg- 
ments, testimonies,  lhave  used gospel, word,  grace,  truth, 
promises,  &c.  as  more  agreeable  to  the  JVew  Testament, 
and  the  common  language  of  Christians,  and  it  equally 
answers  the  design  of  the  Psalmist,  -which  was  to  re- 
commend the  Holy  Scriptures. 


PSALM  119.    C.M.    First  Part.  Bedford.  [*] 
Blessedness  of  Saint s9  and  Misery  of  Sinners. 
V.  1,  2,  3. 
o  1  XI  LEST  arc  the  undefiTdin  heart, 
JD  Whose  ways  are  right  and  clean; 
Who  never  from  thy  law  depart, 

But  fly  from  ev'ry  sin. 
2  Blest  are  the  men  who  keep  thy  word, 
And  practise  thy  commands; 


PSALM   119. 19T 

t  \\  ith  their  whole  heart  they  seek  thee,  Lord, 
And  serve  thee  with  their  hands. 
Yer.  165. 
e  3  Great  is  their  peace  who  love  thy  law, 

How  firm  their  souls  abide! 
— Nor  can  a  held  temptation  draw 
Their  steady  feet  as  dr. 
Yer.  6. 
b  4  Then  shall  my  heart  have  inward  joy, 
And  keep  my  face  from  shame, 
When  all  thy  statutes  1  obey, 
And  honour  all  thv  name. 
Yer.  21,  118. 
e  5  But  haughty  sinners  God  will  hate, 
The  proud  shall  die  accurst; 
The  sons  of  falsehood  and  deceit, 
Are  trodden  to  the  dust. 

Yer.  119,155. 
p  6  Vile  as  the  dross  the  wicked  arc; 
And  those,  who  leave  thy  ways, 
Shall  see  salvation  from  afat* 
But  never  taste  thy  grace. 
CM.     Second  Part.     Canterbury.   [*  ~_ 
Devotion:  Constant  Converse  ivith  God. 
1  FTK)  thee,  before  the  dawning  light, 
JL    My  gracious  God,  1  pray; 

1  meditate  thy  name  by  night, 

And  keep  thy  law  by  dav. 
Yer.  81.* 

2  My  spirit  faints  to  see  thy  grace; 
Thy  promise  bears  me  up: 

And  while  salvation  long  delays, 
Thv  word  supports  my  hope. 
V.  164. 

3  Seven  times  a  day  I  lift  my  hands, 
And  pay  my  thanks  to  thee; 

Thy  righteous  providence  demands 
Repeated  praise  from  me. 
Y.  62, 

4  When  midnight  darkness  veils  the  skies, 
I  call  thy  works  to  mind; 

My  thoughts  in  warm  devotion  rk 
And  sweet  acceptance  find. 

*;7 


198  PSALM   119. 

CM.     Third  Part.     St.  jinn's.  [*] 
Sincerity,  and  devoted  Obedience. 
Ver.  57,  60. 
o  1  flUIOU  art  my  portion,  O  my  God; 
J_   Soon  as  I  know  thy  way, 
?>Iy  heart  makes  haste  t'  obey  thy  word, 
And  suffers  no  delay. 

Ver.  30,  14. 

2  I  choose  the  path  of  heav'nly  truth, 
And  glory  in  my  choice; 

Not  all  the  riches  of  the  earth 
Could  make  me  so  rejoice. 

3  The  testimonies  of  thy  grace, 
I  set  before  mine  eyes; 

Thence  I  derive  my  daily  strength, 
And  there  my  comfort  lies. 
Ver.  59. 
c  4  If  once  I  wander  from  thy  path, 

I  think  upon  my  ways; 
o  Then  turn  my  feet  to  thy  commands, 
And  trust  thy  pard'ning  grace. 
Ver.  94, 114. 
d  5  Now  I  am  thine, — for  ever  thine, — 
c       O  save  thy  servant,  Lord! 
o  Thou  art  my  shield,  my  hiding  place, 
My  hope  is  in  thy  word. 
Ver.  112. 
— 6  Thou  hast  inclined  this  heart  of  mine, 

Thy  statutes  to  fulfil; 
o  And  thus,  'till  mortal  life  shall  end, 
Would  I  perform  thy  will. 
CM.    Fourth  Part.    Me  or.    [*] 
Instructions  from  Scripture. 
Ver.  9. 
b  1  TLI"Ot*V  snaH  tne  young  secure  their  hearts, 

-OL  And  guard  their  lives  from  sin? 
— Thy  word  the  choicest  rule  imparts, 
To  keep  the  conscience  clean. 
Ver.  130. 
o  2  When  once  it  enters  to  the  mind, 
It  spreads  such  light  abroad, 
The  meanest  souls  instruction  find, 
Attd  raise  their  thoughts  to  Gcd. 


PSALM  119.  199 


Ver.  105. 

—     'Tis  like  the  sun,  a  heav'nly  light, 
That  guides  us  all  the  di 
And  through  the  dai  the  night, 

A  hi  nip  to  lead  our  way. 

Ver.  99,  100. 

4  The  men  who  keep  thy  law  with  care, 
And  meditate  thy  word, 

Grow  wiser  than  their  teachers  are, 
And  better  know  the  Lord. 
Ver.  104,  113. 

5  Thy  precepts  make  me  truly  wise; 
I  hate  the  sinner's  road; 

I  hate  my  own  vain  thoughts  that  rise, 
o       But  love  thy  law,  my  God. 

Ver.  89, 90, 91. 
g  6, (The  starry  heav'ns  thy  rule  obey, 
The  earth  maintains  her  place; 
And  these  thy  servants,  night  and  day, 
Thy  skill  and  pow'r  express, 
b  7  But  still  thy  law  and  gospel,  Lord, 

Llave  lessons  more  divine; 
g  Not  earth  stands  firmer  than  thy  word: 
Nor  stars  so  nobly  shine.) 

Ver.  160,140,9,  116. 
— 8  Thy  word  is  everlasting  truth; 
How  pure  is  ev'ry  page! 
That  holy  book  shall  guide  our  youth, 
And  well  support  our  age. 

CM.    FifthPaht.    Barby.    [*] 

Delight  in  the  Scripture*-. 
Ver.  97. 
1    f\  HOW  I  love  thy  holy  law' 

"  "  'Tis  daily  my  delight; 
And  thence  my  meditations  draw 
Divine  advice  by  night. 

Ver.  148. 
is  prevent  the  da; 
To  meditate  th\   word; 

iOUl  with  longing  melts  as 
To  hear  thy  gospel,  Lord. 

3  How  dnth  thy  word  my  heart  engage — 
How  well 


200  PSALM   119. 


And  in  my  tiresome  pilgrimage, 
Yields  me  an  heav'nly  song! 
Ver.  19, 103. 

4  Am  I  a  stranger,  or  at  home, 
'Tis  my  perpetual  feast! 

Not  honey,  dropping  from  the  comb, 
So  much  delights  mv  taste, 
Ver.  72,  127. 

5  No  treasures  so  enrich  the  mind; 
Nor  shall  thy  word  be  sold, 

For  loads  of  silver  well  refin'd, 
Nor  heaps  of  choicest  gold. 
Ver.  28,  49,  175. 

6  When  natui'e  sinks,  and  spirits  droop, 
Thy  promises  of  grace 

5  Are  pillars  to  support  my  hope, — 
And  there  I  write  thy  praise. 

CM.     Sixth  Part.    St.  Martin's.     [*] 

Holiness  and  Comfort  from  the  Word. 

Ver.  128. 

1  T  ORD,  I  esteem  thy  judgments  right, 
JLi  And  all  thy  statutes  just; 

Thence  I  maintain  a  constant  fight, 
With  ev'ry  natt'ring  lust. 
Ver.  97,  9. 

2  Thy  precepts  often  I  survey; 
I  keep  thy  law  in  sight, 

Through  all  the  business  of  the  day, 
To  form  my  actions  right. 
Ver.  62. 

3  My  heart,  in  midnight  silence,  cries, 
"How  sweet  thy  comforts  be;" 

My  thoughts  in  holy  wonder  rise, 
Arid  bring  their  thanks  to  thee. 
Ver.  162. 

4  And  when  my  spirit  drinks  her  fill, 
At  some  good  word  of  thine, 

Not  mighty  men  that  share  the  spoil, 
Have  joys  compar'd  to  mine. 
CM.    Seventh  Part.     Bedford.     [*] 
Imperfection  of  Nature:  Perfection  of  Scripture. 
Ver.  96,  Paraphrased. 
1   T  ET  all  the  Heathen  writers  join, 
JLA  To  form  one  perfect  book; 


PSALM  119.  201 


Gremt  God,  If  once  compar'd  with  thine, 

How  mean  their  writings  look! 
2  Not  the  most  perfect  rules  they  gave, 

Could  shew  one  sin  forgiv'n; 

Nor  lead  a  step  beyond  the  grave; 

But  thine  conduct  to  heav'n. 

e  3  I've  seen  an  end  of  what  we  call 

Perfection  here  below; 

How  short  the  pow'rs  of  nature  fall, 

And  can  no  further  go. 
4  Yet  men  would  fain  be  just  with  God, 

By  works  their  hands  have  wrought; 
But  thy  commands,  exceeding  broad, 
Extend  to  ev  ry  thought. 
c  5  In  vain  we  boast  perfection  here, 
While  sin  defiles  our  frame; 
And  sinks  our  virtues  down  so  far, 
They  scarce  deserve  the  name. 
— 6  Our  faith,  and  love,  and  ev'ry  grace, 
Fall  far  below  thy  word; 
But  perfect  truth  and  righteousness 
Dwell  only  with  the  Lord. 
CM.    Eighth  Part.     York.     [*] 
The  Word  of  Goo  the  Sainf»  Portion. 
Ver.  u  l,  Paraphrased. 
1  T  ORD,  I  have  made  thy  word  my  choice, 
MJt  My  lasting  heritage; 
o  There  shall  my  noblest  pow'rs  rejoice, 

My  warmest  thoughts  engage. 
b  2  I'll  read  the  hist'ries  of  thy  love, 
And  keep  thy  laws  in  sight; 
While  through  the  promises  I  rove, 
With  ever  fresh  delight. 
— 3  'Tis  a  broad  land — of  wealth  unknown 

Where  springs  of  life  arise, — 
o  Seerls  of  immortal  bliss  are  sown, 

And  hidden  glory  lies. 
— 4  The  best  relief  that  mourners  h 

It  makes  our  sorrows  bk'st: 
g  Our  fairest  hope  beyond  the  grave, 
And  our  eternal  rest. 


202'  PSALM  119. 


CM.    Ninth  Part.     Abridge.  [*] 

Teaching  of  the  Spirit  with  the  Word. 

Ver.  64,  68, 18. 

1  rpHY  mercies  fill  the  earth,  O  Lord, 

JL    How  good  thy  works  appear! 
Open  mine  eyes  to  read  thy  word, 
And  see  thy  wonders  there. 
Ver.  73,  125. 

2  My  heart  was  fashion'd  by  thy  hand; 
My  service  is  thy  due; 

©  make  thy  servant  understand 
The  duties  he  must  do. 
Ver.  19. 

3  Since  I'm  a  stranger  here  below, 
Let  not  thy  path  be  hid; 

But  mark  the  road  my  feet  should  go, 
And  be  my  constant  guide. 
Ver.  26. 
p  4  When  I  confess'd  my  wand'ring  ways, 
Thou  heardst  my  soul  complain; 
Grant  me  the  teachings  of  thy  grace, 
Or  I  shall  stray  again. 

Ver.  33,  34. 
—5  If  God  to  me  his  statutes  shew, 

And  heav'nly  truth  impart; 
•  His  work  for  ever  I'll  pursue, 
His  law  shall  rule  my  heart. 
Ver.  50,  71. 
— 6  [This  was  my  comfort,  when  I  bore 
Variety  of  grief; 
It  made  me  learn  thy  word  the  more, 
And  fly  to  that  relief. 

Ver.  51. 

7  In  vain  the  proud  deride  me  now; 
I'll  ne'er  forget  thy  law; 

Nor  let  that  blessed  gospel  go, 
Whence  all  mv  hopes  I  draw. 
Ver.  27,  171. 

8  When  I  have  learnt  my  Father's  will, 
I'll  teach  the  world  his  ways: 

My  thankful  lips,  inspir'd  with  zeal, 
Shall  loud  pronounce  his  praise.] 


PSALM  119.  20$ 


CM.    Tenth  Part.    Swanwich.    [b] 

Pleading  the  Pvnnises. 
Ver.  38,  49. 
1  "OEHOLD  thy  waiting  servant,  Lord, 

J3  Devoted  to  thy  tear; 
Remember,  and  confirm  thy  word, 
For  all  my  hopes  are  there. 
\  cr- 41,  58,  107. 
c  2  Hast  thou  not  sent  salvation  down, 
And  promised  quick'ding  grace? 
Does  not  my  heart  address  thy  throne? — 
And  yet  thy  love  delays. 

Ver.  123,  42. 
p  3  Mine  eyes  for  thy  salvation  fail;         * 
O  bear  thy  servant  up! 
Nor  let  the  scoffing  lips  prevail, 
Who  dare  reproach  my  hope. 
Ver.  49,  74. 
c  4  Didst  thou  not  raise  my  faith,  O  Lord? 
—     Then  let  thy  truth  appear; 
o  Saints  shall  rejoice  in  my  reward, 
And  trust  as  well  as  fear. 
C.  M.     Elkvknth  Part.     Hymn  2nd.  [b] 
JJreut/iinj>'  after  Jloliness. 
\  er.  5,  33. 

1  £\  THAT  the  Lord  would  guide  my  ways. 
\3  To  keep  his  statutes  still! 

O  that  my  God  would  grant  me  grace, 
To  know  and  do  his  will 
Ver.  29. 

2  O  send  thy  Spirit  down — to  write 
Thy  law  upon  my  heart! 

N    r  let  my  tongue  indulge  deceit, 
Nor  act  the  liar's  part. 

Ver.  37,  36. 

3  From  vanity  turn  oil' my  eyes; 
Let  no  corrupt  design, 

Noi  res,  arise 

Within  tins  soul  of  mine. 
Ver. 

4  Order  my  footsteps  by  thy  word, 
And  make  my  heart  aim 

Let  sin  have  no  dominion.  Lord; 
But  keep  my  conscience  clear. 


204  PSALM  119. 


Ver.  176. 

e  5  My  soul  hath  gone  too  far  astray, 
My  feet  too  often  slip; 
Yet  since  I've  not  forgot  thy  way, 
Restore  thy  wand'ring  sheep. 
Ver.  35. 
o  6  Make  me  to  walk  in  thy  commands; 
'Tis  a  delightful  road; 
Nor  let  my  head,  or  heart,  or  hands. 
Offend  against  my  God. 

CM,     Twelfth  Part.     Wantage.     [*] 
Breatlring  after  Comfort  and  Deliverance. 
Ver.    153. 
e  1  ~]&/JV  God,  consider  my  distress, 
JlYjL  Let  mercy  plead  my  cause; 
Though  I  have  sinn'd  against  thy  grace, 
I  can't  forget  thy  laws. 

Ver.  39,  116. 
p  2  Forbid,  forbid  the  sharp  reproach, 
Which  I  so  justly  fear; 
Uphold  my  life,  uphold  my  hopes, 
Nor  let  my  shame  appear. 
Ver.  122,  135. 
— 3  Be  thou  a  surety,  Lord,  for  me, 
Nor  let  the  proud  oppress; 
But  make  thy  waiting  servant  see 
The  shillings  of  thy  face. 
Ver.  82. 
e  4  Mine  eyes  with  expectation  fail, 
My  heart  within  me  cries, 
'When  will  the  Lord  his  truth  fulfil, 
'And  make  my  comforts  rise?' 
Ver.  132. 
— 5  Look  down  upon  my  sorrows,  Lord, 

And  show  thy  grace  the  same, 
o  As  thou  art  ever  wont  t'  afford 
To  those  who  love  thy  name. 

CM.     Thirteenth  Part.     Colchester.     [*] 
Holy  Fear  and  Tfat'dtniess  of  Conscience. 
V        10. 
1  "^luTFH  my  whole  heart  I've  sought  thy  face; 

t  ▼     O  let  me  never  stray, 
From  thy  commands,  O  God  of  grace, 
Nor  tread  the  sinner's  way. 


PSALM   1_UK 

Ver.   11. 

2  Thy  word  I've  hid  within  my  heartt 

To  keep  my  conscience  clean; 
And  be  an  everlasting  guard 
From  ev'ry  rising  sin. 

Yer.  63,  53,  158. 

3  I'm  a  companion  pf  the  saints, 
Who  fear  and  love  t!ic  Lord; 

a  My  sorrows  rise,  my  nature  taints, 
When  men  transgress  thy  word. 
Ver.  161,  163. 
e  4  While  sinners  do  thy  gospel  wrong, 
My  spirit  stands  in  a\.e; 
My  soul  abhors  a  lying  tongue, 
But  loves  thy  righteous  1 

Ver.  161,  120. 
p  5  My  heart  with  sacred  rev'rcnce  hears 
The  threat'nings  of  thy  word; 
My  flesh,  with  holy  trembling,  fears 
The  judgments  of  the  Lord. 
Ver.  166,  174. 
— 6  My  God,  I  long,  I  hope,  I  wait 

For  thy  salvation  still; 
o  While  thy  whole  law  is  my  delight, 
And  1   obey  thy  will. 
C.  M.     Fourtkknth  Part.  JVafcat.     [b*] 
JBenefit  of  .fJ/Hdions  and  Support  under  t/icm. 
\  en  153,  81,82. 

1  ^lONSIDEK  all  my  sorrows,  Lord; 
V>>   And  thy  deliv'rance  send; 

My  soul  for  thy  salvation  faints; 
When  will  my  troubles  end! 
Ver.  71. 

2  Yet  have  I  found  'tis  good  for  me 
To  bear  my  Father's  rod; 

Afflictions  make  me  learn  thy  law, 
And  live  upon  mv  God. 
V<  i .  50. 

3  This  is  the  comfort  I  enjoy, 
When  new  distress  begil 

J  read  thy  word,  1  run  I 
And  hate  my  former  sins. 
Ver. 

4  Had  not  thy  word  been  my  delight,  • 
When  earthly  jo1  s  were  tied, 

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206  PSALM  119. 


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My  soul,  oppress'd  with  sorrow's  weight, 
Had  sunk  amongst  the  dead. 
Ver.  75. 

5  I  know  thy  judgments,  Lord,  are  right, 
Though  they  may  seem  severe; 

Tiie  sharpest  sufiTringsI  endure 
Flow  from  thy  faithful  care. 
Ver.  67. 

6  Before  I  knew  thy  chast'ning  rod. 
My  feet  were  apt  tj  stray: 

But  now  I  learn  to  keep  thy  word, 
Nor  wander  from  thy  way. 

C.  M.    Fifteenth  Part.     Bethlehem.    [*] 
Holy  Jie solutions. 
Ver.  93. 
THAT  thy  statutes,  ev'ry  hour, 
Might  dwell  upon  my  mind! 
Thence  I  derive  a  quick'ning  pow'r, 
And  daily  peace  I  find. 

Ver.  15,  16. 
2  To  meditate  thy  precepts,  Lord, 

Shall  be  my  sweet  employ; 
My  soul  shall  ne'er  forget  thy  word; 
o      Thy  word  is  all  my  joy. 

Ver.  32. 
—3  How  would  I  run  in  thy  commands, 
If  thou  my  heart  discharge 
From  sin's  and  Satan's  hateful  chains, 
And  set  my  feet  at  large. 
Ver.  13,  46. 
o  4  My  lips  with  courage  shall  declare 
Thy  statutes  and  thy  name; 
I'll  speak  thy  word,  though  Kings  should  hear. 
Nor  yield  to  sinful  shame. 

Ver.  61,  69,70. 
—5  Let  bands  of  persecutors  li^e, 
To  rob  me  of  my  right, — 
Let  pride  and  maJiee  forge  their  lies, 
Thy  law  is  my  delight. 

Ver.  115. 
o  6  Depart  from  me,  ye  wicked  race, 
Whose  hands  and  hearts  are  ill; 
o  I  love  my  God,  I  love  his  ways, 
And  must  obey  his  will. 


PSALM  H9. 


C.  If.    Sixteenth  Pakt.    Plymouth,     [b] 

Prayer   for  qitickening  Grace. 
Ver.  25,  37. 
p  1  1IY  soul  lies  cleaving  to  the  dust, 
1 ▼  l  Lord,  give  me  lite  div'p 
From  vain  desires  and  ev*rj  lust, 
Turn  off  these  eyes  of  mine. 
e  2  1  need  the  influence  of  thy  grace, 
To  speed  me  in  thy  way; 
Lest  I  should  loiter  in  my  ra 
Or  turn  my  feet  asti 

vcr.  lor. 

5  When  sore  afflictions  press  me  down, 

I  need  thy  quick'ning  pow'r&; 
Thy  word  that  I  have  rested  on 
Shall  help  my  heaviest  hours. 
Vcr.  156,40. 
c  4  Are  not  thy  mercies  sovereign  still? 
And  thou  a  faithful  God? 
Wilt  thou  not  grant  me  warmer  zeal, 
To  run  the  heav'nly  road? 
Vcr.  159,40. 
5  Does  not  my  heart  thy  precepts  love, 
And  long  to  see  thy  face? 
e  And  yet  how  slow  my  spirits  move, 

Without  enliv'ning  grace! 
— G  Then  shall  I  love  thy  gospel  more, 
And  ne'er  forget  thy  word; 
When  I  have  felt  its  quick'ning  pow'r 
To  draw  me  near  the  Lord. 

L.  M.     First    Part.     Babylon,     [h] 

Courage  and  Perseverance  under  Trials. 

Vcr.  143,  28. 

1  "1"%7HFX  pain  and  anguish  seize  me,  Lord, 

▼  ▼     All  my  support  is  from  thy  word: 
My  soul  dissolves  for  heaviness; 
Uphold  me  with  thy  strengthening  grace. 

Vcr.  51,  69,  110. 
2  The  proud  have  fram'd  their  scoffs  and  lies, 
They  watch  my  feet  with  envious  eyes, 
And  tempt  my  soul  to  snares  and  sin; 
Yet  thy  commands  I  ne'er  decline. 


208  PSALM  up.  120. 

Yer.  161,  7$* 
3  They  hate  me,  Lord,  without  a  cause, 
They  hate  to  see  me  love  thy  laws; 
B'it  I  will  trust,  and  fear  thy  name, 
'Till  pride  and  malice  die  with  shame. 
L.  M.    Second  Part.     Quercy.     [*] 
•Afflictions  sanctified. 
\  er.  67,  59. 
1  T^ATHER,  I  bless  thy  gentle  hand— . 
A     How  kind  was  thy  chastising  rod! 
That  forc'd  my  conscience  to  a  stand, 
And  brought  my  wand'ring  soul  to  God! 
e  2  Foolish  and  vain,  I  went  astray, 
Ere  I  had  felt  thy  scourges,  Lord; 
p  I  left  my  guide,  and  lost  my  way, 
— But  now  I  love,  and  keep  thy  word. 
Ver.  n. 
3  'Tis  good  for  me  to  bear  the  yoke, 
For  pride  is  apt  to  rise  and  swell; 
'Tis  good  to  bear  my  father's  stroke, 
That  I  might  learn  his  statutes  well. 
Ver.  72. 
o  4  The  law,  that  issues  from  thy  mouth, 
Shall  raise  my  cheerful  passions  more, 
Than  all  the  treasures  of  the  south, 
Or  western  hills  of  golden  ore. 
Ver.  73. 
— 5  Thy  hands  have  made  my  mortal  frame, 
Thy  Spirit  form'd  my  soul  within; 
Teach  me  to  know  tli y  wondrous  name, 
And  guard  me  safe  from  death  and  sin. 
Ver.  74. 
o  6  Then  all  who  love  and  fear  the  Lord, 
In  my  salvation  shall  rejoice; 
For  I  have  hoped  in  thy  word, 
And  made  thy  grace  my  onlv  choice. 

PSALM  120.     C.  M.     Dorset.    [*b] 
Complaint  of  Strife,  and  Desire  for  Peace. 
1  TllHOU  God  of  love,  thou  ever  blest, 

A   Pity  my  sufTring  state; 
When  wilt  thou  set  my  soul  at  rest, 
From  lips  that  love  deceit! 


PSALM  121. 209 

2  Hard  lot  of  mine,  my  days  arc  cast 

Among  the  sons  of  strife, 
Whose  never  ceasing  brawlingi  waste 
My  golden  hours  of  life. 

3  O 'might  I  fly  to  change  my  place, 
How  would  I  choose  to  dwell 

In  ^orne  wide  lonesome  wild*  1 1 
And  leave  these  gates  of  hell! 

4  Peace  is  the  blessing  that  1  seek, 
How  lovely  are  its  charms; 

I  am  for  peace;  but  when  I  speak, 
They  all  declare  for  arms. 

5  New  passions  still  their  souls  engage, 
Aii  I  keep  their  malice  strong; 

What  shall  be  d  >ne  to  curb  thy  rage, 
O  thou  devouring  tongue! 

6  Should  burning  arrows  smite  thee  thro' 
Strict  justice  would  approve; 

But  I  had  rather  spare  my  foe, 
And  melt  his  heart  with  love. 

PSALM  121.     L.  M.     Sheffield.    Truro.     [••] 
Divine  Protection. 

1   [  FTP  to  the  hills  I  lift  mine  eyes, 

U    TV  eternal  hills  beyond  the  skies; 

Thence  all  her  help  my  soul  derives: 

There  my  almighty  refuge  lives.] 
g  2  He  lives!  the  everlasting  God, 

Who  built  the  world,  who  spread  the  flood; 

The  heav'ns  with  all  their  hosts  he  made; 

And  the  dark  regions  of  the  dead! 
— 3  He  guides  our  feet,  he  guards  our  way; 

His  morning  smiles  bless  all  the  day; 

He  spreads  the  ev'ning  veil,  and  keeps 

The  silent  hours  while  Israel  sleeps. 
o  4  Israel,  a  name  divinely  blest, 

May  rise  secure,  securely  rest; 

Thy  holy  Guardian's  wakeful  eyes 

Admit  no  slumber  or  surprise. 
— 5  No  sun  shall  smite  thy  head  by  day; 

Nor  the  pale  moon,  with  sickly' ray, 

Shall  blast  thy  couch;  no  baleful  star 

Dart  his  malignant  Are  so  far. 
•18 


810  PSALM  121. 


o  6  Should  earth  and  hell  with  malice  burn, 
Still  thou  shalt  go,  and  still  return, 
Safe  in  the  Lord;  his  heav'nly  care 
Defends  thy  life  from  ev'ry  snare. 

— 7  On  thee  foul  spirits  have  no  pow'r; 

t  And,  in  thy  last  departing  hour, 

o  Angels,  who  trace  the  airy  road; 

Shall  bear  thee  homeward  to  thy  God. 

C.  M.      [*] 

Preservation  by  Day  and  J\~igLt. 

1  [r|<3  heaven  I  lift  my  waiting  eyes, 

A    There  all  my  hopes  are  Laid; 
The  Lord,  who  built  the  earth  and  skies, 
Is  my  perpetual  aid. 

2  Their  feet  shall  never  slide  to  fall, 
Whom  he  designs  to  keep: 

His  ear  attends  the  softest  call; 
His  eyes  can  never  sleep. 

3  He  will  sustain  our  weakest  powers, 
With  his  almighty  arm; 

And  watch  our  most  unguarded  hours, 
Against  surprising  harm. 

4  Israel,  rejoice,  and  rest  secure, 
Thy  keeper  is  the  Lord; 

His  wakeful  eyes  employ  his  power 
For  thine  eternal  guard. 

5  Nor  scorching  sun,  nor  sickly  moon 
Shall  have  his  leave  to  smite; 

He  shields  thy  head  from  burning  noon, 
From  blasting  damps  at  night. 

6  He  guards  thy  soul,  he  keeps  thy  breathy 
Where  thickest  dangers  come; 

Go  and  return  secure  from  deat  u, 
Till  God  commands  thee  home.] 

P.  M.    Allertqn.     [*] 

God  our  Preserver. 
1   T^PWARD  I  lift  mine  eyes, 
\j    From  God  is  all  mfy  aid; 
The  God  who  built  t 

And  earth  and  nature  m 


PSALM    i  rA\ 


God  is  the  tow'r 
To  which  I  By; 
His  grace  is  nigh 

In  ev  ry  hour. 
—     2  My  feet  shall  never  slide, 
And  fall  in  fatal  snares; 
Since  God,  niy  guard  and  guide, 
Defends  me  from  my  fears. 
o  Those  wakeful  eyes 

That  never  sleep, 

Shall  Israel  keep 

When  dangers  rise. 
3  No  burning  heats  by  day, 
Nor  blasts  of  evening  air, 
Shall  take  my  health  away, 
If  God  be  with  me  there: 
o  Thou  art  my  sun 

And  thou  my  shade, 

To  guard  my  head, 

By  night  or  noon. 
o       4  Hast  thou  not  given  thy  word, 
To  save  my  soul  from  death? 
And  I  can  trust  my  Lord, 
To  keep  my  mortal  breath: 
s  I 'II  go  and  come, 

Nor  fear  to  die, 

'Till  from  on  high, 

Thou  call  me  home. 

PSALM  122.    CM.    Hymn  2d.  Bethlehem.  [*] 

Cuing  to    Church. 
o  1  IJOW  did  my  heart  rejoice  to  hear 

_I1  My  friends  devoutly  say; 
o  "In  '/ion  let  us  all  appear, 

"And  keep  the  solemn  day!" 
— 2  I  love  her  gates,  1  love  the  road! 
g      The  church,  adorn'd  with  grace, 
Stands  like  a  palace  built  for  God, 
To  shew  his  milder  face. 
Up  to  her  courts,  with  joys  unknown, 
1  be  hoi)  tribes  repair; 
C  The  Son  of  David  holds  his  throne, 
And  sits  in  judgment  t!,. . 


212  PSALM   122. 

— 4  He  hears  our  praises,  and  complaints, 
e       And,  while  his  awful  voice 

Divides  the  sinners  from  the  saints, 
We  tremble,  and  rejoice! 
b  5  Peace  be  within  this  sacred  place, 
And  joy  a   constant  guest! 
With  holy  gifts  and  heav'nly  grace, 
Be  her  attendants  blest. 
— 6  My  soul  shall  pray  for  Zion  still, 
While  life  or  breath  remains; 
Here  my  best  friends,  my  kindred  dwell, 
g       Here  God,  my  Saviour,  reigns. 

P.  M.    Dahton.     [*] 

Joy  in  the  Worship  and  Blessedness  of  Zion. 
b         1    OOW  pleas'd  and  blest  was  I, 

JlJL  To  hear  the  people  crv, 
o  "Come,  let  us  seek  our  God  to-day!" 
o  Yes,  with  a  cheerful  zeal, 

We'll  haste  to  Zion's  hill, 
And  there  our  vows  and  honours  pay. 

—  2  Zion,  thrice  happy  place! 
Adorn'd  with  wondrous  grace, 

And  walls  of  strength  embrace  thee  round; 
In  thee  our  tribes  appear, 
To  pray,  and  praise,  and  hear 
The  sacred  gospel's  joyful  sound. 
3  Here  David's  greater  Son 
Has  fix'd  his  royal  throne; 
He  sits  for  grace  and  judgment  here; 
o  He  bids  the  saints  be  glad; 

e  He  makes  the  sinner  sad; 

— And  humble  souls  rejoice  with  fear, 
b  4  May  peace  attend  thy  gate, 

And  joy  within  thee  wait, 
To  bless  the  soul  of  ev'ry  guest; 

The  man    who  se<jks  thy  peace, 
And  wishes  thine  increase, 
o  A  thousand  blessings  on  him  rest. 

—  5  My  tongue  repeats  her  vows — 
e           "Peace  to  this  sacred  house!" 

— For  here  my  friends  and  kindred  dwell; 


PSAMI    12S,  124. 


o  And  since  n>\  •.  !  i  ious  (iml 

Makes  thee  his  blest  abo 
My  soul  shall  (  eer  li  ve  ihee  well. 

Reflect t  the  4r/t  stanza,  if  necessary, 

PSALM  123.    CM.     CAf'na.     [*] 
Submission, 

1  /""k  THOU,  wh  and  justice  reign, 

vJ  Enthroned  above  the  skies. 
To  thee  our  hearts  would  tell  their  pain, 
To  thee  we  lift  our  eyes, 

2  As  servants  watch  their  master's  hand, 
And  fear  the  angry  stroke; 

Or  maids  before  their  mistress  stand, 
And  wait  a  peaceful  lock; — 

3  So  for  our  sins  we  justly  feel 
Thy  discipline,  O  God; 

Yet  wait  the  gracious  moment  still, 
'Till  thou  remove  thy  rod. 

4  Those,  who  in  wealth  and  pleasure  live, 
Our  daily  groans  deride; 

And  thy  delays  of  mercy  give 
Fresh  courage  to  their  pride. 

5  Our  foes  insult  us,  but  our  hope 
In  thy  compassion  lies; 

This  thought  shall  bear  our  spirits  up, 
That  Tiod  will  not  despi 

PSALM  124.     L.  M.     JVantwich.     Truro.     [*] 
Song  J  or  Deliverance. 
1  TX  ^  not  tne  Lord,  may  Israel  say, 

-TI  Mad  not  the  Lord  maintain'd  our  side, 
When  uien  to  make  our  lives  a  prey, 
Ro^e  like  the  swelling  of  the  tide;  — 
The  swelling  tide  had  stopt  our  breath: 
fiercely  did  tne  waters  roll, 
We  had  been  swallow *d  deep  in  d(  ath  — 
Proud  waters  had  o'erwhelra'd  our  soul! 
n  3  We  leap  for  joy,  we  shout  and  s 
Who  just  escap'd  the  fatal  •  ■  • 
So  ihes  the  bird,  with  cheerful  win 
When  once  the  fowler's  snare  is  broke. 


214  PSALM   125. 

11  4  For  ever  blessed  be  the  Lord, 
Who  broke  the  fowler's  cursed  snare; 
Whosav'd  us  from  the  murd'ring  sword, 
And  made  our  lives  and  souls  his  care. 

g  5  Our  help  is  in  Jehovah's  name, 

Who  form'd  the  earth  and  built  the  skies; 
Ke  who  upholds  that  wond'rous  frame, 
Guards  his  own  church  with  watchful  eyes. 

PSALM  125.  C.  M.     Mrar.     [*] 

The  Saint's  Trial  and  Sufetv. 

1  [TTNSHAKEN  as  the  sacred  hill, 

U    And  firm  as  mountains  be; 
Firm  as  a  rock  the  soul  shall  rest, 
That  leans,  O  Lord,  on  thee. 

2  Not  walls,  nor  hills,  could  guard  so  well 
Old  Salem's  happy  ground, 

As  those  eternal  arms  of  love, 

That  ev'ry  saint  surround. 
e  3  While  tyrants  are  a  smarting  scourge, 

To  drive  them  near  to  God; 
t  Divine  compassio.i   does  allay 

The  fury  of  the  rod. 
e  4  Deal  gently,  Lord,  with  souls  sincere, 

And  lead  them  safely  on, 
To  the  bright  gates  of  Paradise, 

Where  Christ  their  Lord  is  gone. 
— 5  But,  if  we  trace  those  crooked  ways, 

That  the  old  serpent  drew; 
e  Tne  wrath,  tnat  drove  him  first  to  hell, 

Shall  smite  his  followers  too.] 

S.  M.      Watchman.     [*] 

The  Saint's  Trial  aid  Safety. 

o       1  T7*IRM  and  unmov'd  are  they, 

jl    Who  rest  their  souls  on  God; 
Firm  as  the  mount  where  David  dwelt, 
Or  where  the  ark  abode. 
—    2    As  mountains  stood  to  guard 
The  city's  sacred  ground; 
So  God  and  his  almighty  love 
Embrace  his  saints  around. 
e       3  What  though  the  Father's  rod 
Drop  a  chastising  stroke; 


PSALM   126.  £15 


Vet,  Jest  it  wound  their  souls  too  uecp, 

Its  fury  shall  be  broke. 
p       4  Deal  gently,  Lord,  with  those, 

Whose  faith  aud  pious  tear — 
Whose  hope,  anu  love,  and  ev'ry  grace, 

Proclaim  their  hearts  sincere. 
—     5  Nor  shall  the  tyrant's  ra^e 

Too  long  oppress  the  saint; 
o  The  God  of  Israel  will  support 

His  children,  lest  they  faint. 
c       6  But  if  our  slavish  fear 

Will  choose  the  road  tn  hell, 
a  We  must  expect  our  portion  there, 

Where  bolder  sinners  dwell. 

PSALM   \26.     L.M.     Green's.    [*] 

Surprising  Deliverance. 

\  [VITHEN  God  restor'd  our  captive  state, 

▼  ▼     Joy  was  our  song,  and  grace  our  theme; 
The  grace,  beyond  our  hope  so  great, 
That  joy  appear'd  a  painted  dream. 

2  The  scoffer  owns  thy  hand,  and  pays 
Unwilling  honours  to  thy  name; 

While  we,  with  pleasure,  shout  thy  praise, 
With  cheerful  notes,  thy  love  proclaim. 

3  When  we  review  our  dismal  fears, 

5  Pwas  hard  to  think  they'd  vanish  so; 
With  God  we  left  our  flowing  tears, 
He  makes  our  joys  like  rivers  How. 

4  The  man  that  in  his  furrow 'd  held, 
His  scattcr'd  seed  with  sadness  leaves, 
Will  shout  to  see  the  harvest  \  ield 

A  welcome  load  of  joyful  sheaves  ] 

C.  M.     Sunday .      SvumvHch.      [*] 

A  remarkable   Display  of  Divine   Qraoe, 
1  "VlkTHEN  God  reveal'd  his  gracious  name, 
▼  ▼     And  chang'd  my  mournful  stiae, 
U  My  rapture  scem'd  a  pleasing  dream, 

The  grace  appeared  so  jp 
— 2  The  world  beheld  the  gloi  ^0U9  change, 

And  did  thy  hand  contV-  ; 
o  My  tongue  broke  out  in  unknown  strains, 
o      And  sun j  surprising  ;,; 


216  PSALM   127. 

d  j  "Great  is  the  work!"  my  neighbours  cry'd, 

And  own'd  thy  pow'r  divine; 
"Great  is  the  work!"  my  heart  reply'd, 
o       "And  be  the  glory  thine."' 
o  4  The  Lord  can  clear  the  darkest  skies, 

Can  give  us  day  for  night; 
Make  drops  of  sacred  sorrow  rise 

To  rivers  of  delight. 
— 5  Let  those,  who  sow  in  sadness,  wait 

'Till  the  fair  harvest  come; 
They  shall  confess  their  sheaves  are  great, 
o       And  shout  the  blessings  home. 
— 6  Though  seed  lie  buried  long  in  dust, 

It  shan't  deceive  their  hope; 
o  The  precious  grain  can  ne'er  be  lost, 

For  grace  ensures  the  crop. 

"         PSALM   127.     L.  M.     Portugal.      [*] 
Success  and  Happiness  from  God. 
X  XF  God  succeed  not,  all  the  cost, 

A  And  pains,  to  build  the  house,  are  lost; 
If  God  the  city  will  not  keep, 
The  watchful  guards  as  well  may  sleep. 

2  What  if  you  rise  before  the  sun, 
And  work  and  toil  when  day  is  done; 
Careful  and  sparing  eat  your  bread, 
To  shun  that  poverty  you  dread; — 

3  'Tis  all  in  vain,  'till  God  hath  blest: 
He  can  make  rich,  yet  give  us  rest; 
Children  and  friends  are  blessings  too, 
If  God  our  sovereign  make  them  so. 

o  4  Happy  the  man,  to  whom  he  sends 
Obedient  children,  faithful  friends; 
How  sweet  our  daily  comforts  prove, 
When  they  are  season'd  with  his  love! 

C.  M.      [b] 

God  all  in    ail. 

1  [~|F  God  to  build  the  house  deny, 

Jl    The  builders  work  in  vain; 
And  towns  without  his  wakeful  eye, 
An  useless  watch  maintain. 

2  Before  the.  morning  beams  arise, 
Your  painful  work  renew: 


PSALM  128,  129.  31! 

And,  till  the  stai  I  tie  skies, 

Your  tiresome  toil  pursue. 

3  Short  be  vour  sleep,  and  coarse  your  fare, 
la  vain,  till  God  lias  blest; 

Kut  if  his  smiles  attend  your  care, 
You  shall  have  food  and  rest. 

4  Nor  children,  relatives,  nor  friends, 
Shall  real  blessings  prove, 

Nor  all  the  earthly  joys  he  sends, 
If  sent  without  his  love.] 

PSALM  128.     C.     M.     Devizes.     [*] 
family  Blessings. 

1  r\  HAPPY  man',  whose  Loul  is  fill'd 
\J  With  zeal  and  rev'rend  awe1 

His  lips  to  God  their  honours  yield, 
His  life  adorns  the  law. 

2  A  careful  providence  shall  stand, 
And  ever  guard  thy  head; 

Shall  on  the  labours  of  thy  hand 

Its  kindly  blessings  shed. 
."  Thy  wife  shall  be  a  fruitful  vine; 

Thy  children  round  thy  board, 
JLach  like  a  plant  of  honour  shine, 

And  learn  to  fear  the  Lord. 

4  The  Lord  shall  thy  best  hopes  fulfil, 
I  (  r  mouths  and  \ears  to  come; 

The  Lord,  who  dwells  on  Zion's  hill, 
Shad  send  the  blessings  home. 

5  This  is  the  man,  whose  happy  eyes 
Shall  sec  his  house  increase; 

I  sec  the  sinking  church,  arise, 
Then  leave  the  world  in  peace. 

PSALM  129.     CM.     Mcar.     [*] 
r/itrjvs  punished. 

1  TT^  h'om  m>  youth,  may  Israel  say, 

U   Have  I  been  nurs'd  in  te 
My  griefs  were  constant  as  the  day, 
And  tedious  as  the  years. 

2  Up  from  my  youth,  1  bore  the  rage 
Of  all  the  rife; 

Oft  they  assaii'd  my  riper  age, 
But  not  destroy  'u  my  life. 
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218  PSALM   130. 


3  Their  cruel  plough  hath  torn  my  flesh, 
With  furrows  long  and  deep; 

Hourly  they  vex'd  my  wounds  afresh; 
Nor  let  my  sorrows  sleep. 

4  The  Lord  grew  angry  on  his  throne, 
And  with  impartial  eye, 

Measur'd  the  mischiefs  they  had  done, 

And  let  his  arrows  fly. 
$  How  was  their  insolence  surpris'd 

To  hear  his  thunders  roll! 
And  a;l  the  foes  of  Ziori  seiz'd, 

With  honour  to  the  soul. 

6  Thus  shall  the  men,  who  hate  the  saints, 
Be  blasted  from  the  sky; 

Their  glory  fades,  their  courage  faints, 
And  all  their  projects  die. 

7  [What  though  they  flourish  tall  and  fair, 
They  have  no  root  beneath; 

Their  growth  shall  perish  in  despair, 
And  lie  despis'd  in  death. 

8  So  corn  that  on  the  house-top  stands, 
No  hope  of  harvest  gives; 

The  reaper  ne'er  shall  fill  his  hands, 
Nor  binder  fold  the  sheaves. 

9  It  springs  and  withers  on  the  place: 
No  traveller  bestows 

A  word  of  blessings  on  the  grass, 
Nor  minds  it  as  he  goes.] 

PSALM  130.     C.  M.     Abridge.     Sunday.     [*] 
Pardoning  Grace. 
e  1  i^VJT  °^  tne  deeps  °f  l°n§  distress, 
\-J  The  borders  of  despair, 
I  sent  my  cries  to  seek  thy  grace, 
My  groans  to  move  thine  ear. 
a  2  Great  God,  should  thy  severer  eye, 
And  thine  impartial  hand, 
Mark  and  revenge,  iniquity, 
No  mortal  flesh  could  stand. 
— 3  But  there  are  pardons  with  my  God, 
For  crimes  of  high  degree; 
Thy  S  >n  has  bought  them  with  his  blood, 
To  draw  us  near  to  thee. 


PSALM   150.  219 


4   [I  wait  for  thy  salvation,  Lord, 

With  strong  desires  I  wait; 
My  soul,  invited  by  thy  word, 
Stands  watching  at  thy  gate.] 
e  5  (Just  as  the  guards  that  keep  the  night 
Long  for  the  morning  skies, 
Watch  the  first  beams  of  breaking  light, 

And  meet  them  with  their  eyes; — 
6  So  waits  my  soul  to  see  thy  grace, 

And  more  intent  than  they, 
Meet  the  first  op'nings  of  thy  face, 
And  finds  a  brighter  day.) 
o  7  Then  in  the  Lord  let  Israel  trust, 
Let  Israel  seek  his  face; 
The  Lord  is  good  as  well  as  just, 
And  plenteous  is  his  grace. 
o  8  There's  full  redemption  at  his  throne, 
For  sinners  long  enslav'd; 
The  great  Redeemer  is  his  son; 
And  Israel  shall  be  sav'd. 

L.  M.    Bath,  Armley.     [*] 
Pardoning-  Grace. 
a  1  T7*ROM  deep  distress,  and  troubled  thoughts, 
-L    To  thee,  my  God,  I  raise  my  cries: 
If  thou  severely  mark  our  faults, 
No  flesh  can  stand  before  thine  eyes. 
— 2  But  thou  hast  built  thy  throne  of  grace, 
Free  to  dispense  thy  pardons  there; 
That  sinners  may  approach  thy  face, 
And  hope  and  love,  as  well  as  fear. 
c  3  As  the  benighted  pilgrims  wait, 
And  long  and  wish  for  breaking  day, 
So  waits  my  soul  before  thy  gate; 
When  will  my  God  his  face  display? 
o  4  My  trust  is  fix'd  upon  thy  word, 
Nor  shall  I  trust  thy  word  in  vain; 
Let  mourning  bouls  address  the  Lord, 
And  find  relief  from  all  their  pain. 
g  5  Great  is  his  love,  and  huge  his  grace, 
Through  the  redemption  of  his  Son; 
He  turns  our  feet  from  sinful  ways, 
And  pardons  what  our  hands  have  done. 


220  PSALM  131,  132. 

PSALM  131.     C.  M.     York,  [b] 
Humility  and  Submission, 
c  1   XS  there  ambition  in  my  heart? 
JL  Search,  gracious  God,  and  see; 
Or  do  I  act  a  haughty  part? 
Lord,  I  appeal  to  thee. 
a  2  I  charge  my  thot's,  be  humble  still, 
And  all  my  carriage  mild; 
Content,  my  Father,  with  thy  will, 
And  quiet  as  a  child. 
— 3  The  patient  soul,  the  lowly  mind, 
Shall  have  a  large  reward; 
Let  saints  in  sorrow  lie  resigned, 
And  trust  a  faithful  Lord. 

PSALM  132.    L.  M.    Leeds.     [*] 
V.5,  13— 18.— The  House  of  God. 

1  "VIETHERE  shall  we  go,  to  seek  and  find 
▼  t     An  habitation  for  our  God? 

A  dwelling  for  th'  eternal  Mind, 

Among  the  sons  of  flesh  and  blood? 
o  2  The  God  of  Jacob  chose  the  hill 

Of  Zion  for  his  ancient  rest; 

And  Zion  is  his  dwelling  still, 

His  church  is  with  his  presence  blest. 
— 3  Here  will  I  fix  my  gracious  throne, 

And  reign  for  ever,  saith  the  Lord; 
o  Here  shall  my  pow'r  and  love  be  known, 

And  blessings  shall  attend  my  word. 
9  4  Here  will  I  meet  the  hungry  poor, 

And  fill  their  souls  with  living  bread: 

Sinners  who  wait  before  my  door, 

With  sweet  provision  shall  be  fed. 
—5  Girded  with  truth,  and  cloth'd  with  grace, 

My  priests,  my  ministers  shall  shine: 

Not  Aaron  in  his  costly  dress, 

Made  an  appearance  so  divine. 
9  6  The  saints,  unable  to  contain 

Their  inward  joys,  shall  shout  and  sing; 

The  Son  of  David  here  shall  reign, 

And  Zion  triumph  in  her  King. 


PSALM    132.  221 

7  [Jesus  shall  see  a  numerous  seed, 
Born  here  €  uphold  his  glorious  name; 
His  crown  shall  flourish  on  his  head, 
While  all  his  foes  arc  cloth'd  with  shame.] 

C.  M.     Christmas.     Swanwic/i.     [*] 
V.  4,  5,  7,8,  15-17.-God's  Presence  the  Glory  of  Hi  a  I: 

1  [1\JO  sleep  nor  slumber  to  his  eyes 

JL^I    Good  David  would  afford, 
Till  he  had  found  below  the  skies, 
A  dwelling  for  the  Lord. 

2  The  Lord  in  Zion  plac'd  his  name, 
His  ark  was  settled  there: 

To  Zion  the  whole  nation  came, 
To  worship  thrice  a  year. 

3  But  we  have  no  such  lengths  to  go, 
Nor  wander  far  abroad; 

Where'er  thy  saints  assemble  now, 
There  is  a  house  for  God.] 

Pause. 

o  4  Arise,  O  King  of  grace,  arise, 

And  enter  to  thy  rest; 
e  Lo!  thy  church  waits  with  longing  eyes, 

Thus  to  be  own'd  and  bless'd. 
e  5  Enter,  with  all  thy  glorious  train, 
Thy  Spirit  and  thy  word; 
All  that  the  ark  did  once  contain, 
Could  no  such  grace  afford. 
— 6  Here,  mighty  God,  accept  our  vows; 
Here  let  thy  praise  be  spread: 
Bless  the  provisions  of  thy  house, 
And  fill  thy  poor  with  bread, 
t  7  Here  let  the  Son  of  David  reign, 
Let  God's  Anointed  shine; 
Justice  and  troth  his  court  maintain, 
With  love  and  pow'r  divine, 
g  8  Here  let  him  hold  a  lasting  throne; 
And,  as  his  kingdom  groWs, 
Fresh  honours  shall  adorn  his  crown, 
And  shame  confound  his  foes. 
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222 

PSALM  133.    CM.     Hymn2nd.    St.  Ann's.  [*] 

Brotherly  Love. 
1  T  O,  what  an  entertaining  sight, 

JLi  Arc  brethren  who  agree! 
Brethren,  whose  cheerful  hearts  unite, 

In  bands  of  piety! 
b  2  When  streams  of  love  from  Christ  the  spring, 

Descend  to  ev'ry  soul,  * 
And  heav'nly  peace,  with  balmy  wing, 

Shades  and  bedews  the  whole. 
3  'Tis  like  the  oil,  divinely  sweet, 

On  Aaron's  rcv'rend  head; 
The  trickling  drops  perfum'd  his  feet, 

And  o'er  his  garments  spread. 
<5  4  'Tis  pleasant  as  the  morning  dews, 

That  fall  on  Zion's  hill; 
Where  God  his  mildest  glory  shews, 

And  makes  his  grace  distil. 

S.  M.     Peckham.   [*] 
Union  and  Peace. 
b       1  "O  LEST  are  the  sons  of  peace, 

JD  Whose  hearts  and  hopes  are  one; 
Whose  kind  designs  to  serve  and  please, 
Through  all  their  actions  run. 
o      2  Blest  is  the  pious  house, 

Where  zeal  and  friendship  meet; 
Their  songs  of  praise,  their  mingled  vows, 
Make  their  communion  sweet. 
3  Thus,  wrhen  on  x\aron's  head, 
They  pour'd  the  rich  perfume, 
The  oil  through  all  his  raiment  spread, 
And  pleasure  fili'd  the  room. 
•       4  Thus  on  the  heav'nly  hills, 
The  saints  are  blest  above; 
Where  joy  like  morning  dew  distils. 
And  all  the  air  is  love. 

P.  M.     Dahton.  [*] 
The  Blessings  oj  Friendship, 
b  1  TJt^W  pleasant  'tis  to  see 

AA  Kindred  and  friends  agree! 
Each  in  their  proper  station  move; — 
And  each  fulfil  their  part 


r.SALM    I 


With  sympathizing  heart, 

In  all  the  cares  of  life  and  love! 

2  'Tis  like  the  ointment,  shed 
On  Aaron's  sacred  head, 

Divinely  rich,  divinely  sweet! 

The  oil  through  all  the  room 

Diffused  a  choice  perfume; 
Kan  through  his  robes,  and  blest  his  feet. 

3  Like  fruitful  show'rs  of  rain, 
That  water  all  the  plain. 

Descending  from  the  neigab'ring  hills; 
Such  streams  of  pleasure  roll 
Through  cv'ry  friendly  soul, 

Where  Love  like  hoav'nly  dew  distils. 

PSALM  134.     CM.     Devizes.     [*] 
Daily  and  nightly  Devotion. 
1  "V^E  who  obey  th'  immortal  King, 

1    Attend  his  holy  place; 
Bow  to  the  glories  of  his  pow'r, 
And  bless  his  wondrous  grace, 
o  2  Lift  up  your  hands  by  morning  light, 

And  send  your  souls  on  high; 
o  Raise  your  admiring  thoughts  by  night, 

Above  the  starry  sky. 
o  3  The  God  of  Zion  cheers  our  hearts, 

With  rays  of  quick'ning  grace; 
g  The  God  who  spread  the  heav'ns  abroad, 
And  rules  the  swelling  seas. 


PSALM  115.  L.M.  First  Part.  All-Saints.  [*] 

V.  1—4,  14,  :<J— 21.— The  Church  Goafs  House  ami  I 

1   TJRAISE  ye  the  Lord;  exalt  ids  name, 
JL     While  in  his  holy  courts  ye  wait, 

Ye  saints,  who  to  his  house  belong, 

Or  stand  attending  at  his  gale. 

j  e  the   Lord;  the  Lord  is  good; 

To  praise  his  name  is  sweet  employ; 

Ul  OSe  of  old,  and  still 

His  church  is  his  peculiai 
c  3  The  Lord  himself  will  judge  Ids  saints; 

He  treats  his  &s  bis  friends: 


224  PSALM   135. 


And  when  he  hears  their  sore  complaints, 

Repents  the  sorrows  that  he  sends. 
o  4  Through  ev'ry  age,  the  Lord  declares 

His  name,  and  breaks  th'  oppressor's  rod; 

He  gives  his  suffering  servants  rest, 
g  And  will  be  known  th'  Almighty  God. 
o  5  Bless  him,  all  ye  who  taste  his  love; 

People  and  priests,  exalt  his  name: 

A  nongst  his  saints  he  ever  dwells; 

His  church  is  his  Jerusalem. 

L.  M.    Second  Part.    Psalm  97th.  Blendon.  [*] 
V.  5 — 19. —  Creation,  Providence,  and  Redemption. 

1  |^i  REAT  is  the  Lord,  exalted  high, 
VM"  Above  all  pow'rs  and  ev'ry  throne; 

Whate'er  he  please,  in  earth  or  sea, 
Or  heav'n  or  hell,  his  hand  hath  done. 

2  At  his  command  the  vapours  rise, 
The  lightnings  flash,  the  thunders  roar! 
He  pours  the  rain,  he  brings  the  wind 
And  tempest  from  his  airy  store! 

a  3  'Twas  he  those  dreadful  tokens  sent, 

0  Egypt,  through  thy  stubborn  land! 
When  all  thy  first-born,  beasts  and  men, 
Fell  dead  by  his  avenging  hand! 

6  4  What  mighty  nations,  mighty  kings, 
He  slew,  and  their  whole  country  gave 
To  Israel,  whom  his  hand  redeem'd, 
No  more  to  be  proud  Pharaoh's  slave! 

g  5  His  pow'r  the  same,  the  same  his  grace, 
That  saves  us  from  the  hosts  of  hell; 
And  heav'n  he  gives  us  to  possess, 
Whence  those  apostate  angels  fell. 
C.  M.     Hartford.     [*] 
Praise  due  to  God,  not  to  Idols. 

1  A  WAKE,  ye  saints,  to  praise  your  King, 
J\.  Your  sweetest  passions  raise; 

Your  pious  pleasure,  while  you  sing, 
Increasing  with  the  praise. 
e  2  Great  is  the  Lord:  and  works  unknown, 
Are  his  divine  employ: 


PSALM   1S6. 

C   Hut  still  his  saints  are  near  his  throne, 

His  treasure  and  his  joy. 
£  3  Heav'n,  earth,  and  sea  confess  his  hand; 
He  bids  the  vapoui  a 

htning  and  storm,  at  his  command, 
Sweep  through  the  sounding  ik 
— 4-  All  pow'r,  that  kings  or  gods  have  claim'd, 

Is  found  with  him  alone: 
e  But  heathen  gods  should  ne'er  be  nam'd, 

Where  our  Jehovah's  known. 
c       Which  of  the  stocks  or  stones  they  trust, 
Can  give  them  show'rs  of  rain? 
In  vain  they  worship  glittering  dust, 
And  pray  to  gold  in  vain. 
d  6  [Their  gods  have  tongues  that  cannot  talk, 
Such  rs  their  maker's  gave: 
Their  feet  were  ne'er  design'd  to  walk, 

r  hands  have  pow'r  to  save. 
7  Blind  are  their  eyes,  their  ears  are  deaf; 
Nor  hear  when  mortals  pray: 

tals  that  wait  for  their  relief. 
Are  blind  and  deaf  as  they.] 
— S   Ye  saints  adore  the  living  God, 
Serve  him  with  faith  and  fear; 
o  He  mikes  the  churches  his  abode, 
And  claims  your  honours  there. 

PSALM  136.  CM.    Mear.  [*] 
Wondrous  Work*  of  ( 
1  [riI\'K  thanks  to  God,  the  sov'reign  Lord; 
tJ  His  mercies  still  endure; 

And  be  the  King  of  <r'd, 

His  truth  is  ever  sure. 
J  What  wonders  hath  his  wisdom  done* 

How  mighty  is  his  h 
II"  iv'n,  earth,  and  sea  he  fratn'd  alone: 

How  wide  is  his  command! 
5  The  sun  supplies  the  day  with  ti 

How  bright  his  counsels  - 
The  moon  and  stars  adorn  the  night: 

Hit  works  arc  ^11  di 
4   (He  struck  the  sons  i  ad: 

How  mighty  is    .   i 


£26  PSALM    136. 


And  thence  with  joy  his  people  led: 
How  gracious  is  our  God! 

5  He  cleft  the  swelling  sea  in  two; 
His  arm  is  great  m  might: 

And  gave  the  tribes  a  passage  through; 
His  pow'r  and  grace  unite. 

6  But  Pharaoh's  army  there  he  drown'd; 
How  glorious  are  his  ways! 

And  brought  his  saints  through  desert  giound; 
Eternal  be  his  praise. 

7  Great  rnonarchs  fell  beneath  his  hand; 
Victorious  is  his  sw#>rd; 

While  Israel  took  the  promis'd  land: 

And  faithful  is  his  word.) 
S  He  saw  the  nations  dead  in  sin; 

He  felt  his  pity  move: 
How  sad  the  state  the  world  was  in' 

How  boundless  was  his  love! 

9  He  sent  to  save  us  from  our  wToe; 
His  goodness  never  fails; 

From  death  and  hell,  and  ev'ry  foe; 
And  still  his  grace  prevails. 

10  Give  thanks  to  God,  the  heav'nly  King; 
His  mercies  still  endure: 

Let  the  whole  earth  his  praises  sing; 
His  truth  is  ever  sure.] 

PSALM  136.    P.  M.    Allerton.     [*] 
Praise  for  Divine  Perfections  and  Works. 
1    f  1IVE  thanks  to  God  most  high, 

\M  The  universal  Lord; 
The  sovereign  King  of  kings; 
And  be  his  grace  ador'd. 
d  His  pow'r  and  grace 

Are  still  the  same; 
And  let  his  name 
Have  endless  praise. 
— 2  How  mighty  is  his  hand! 
What  wonders  he  hath  done! 
He  form'd  the  earth  and  seas, 
And  spread  the  heav'ns  alone, 
d  Thy  mercy,  Lord, 

Shall  still  endure; 


rSALM   130.  227 


And  ever  sure 
Abides  thy  word. 
— 3  His  wisdom  fram'd  the  sun, 
To  crown  the  day  with  light: 
The  moon  and  twinkling  stars, 
To  cheer  the  darksome  night. 
d  His  pow'r  and  grace 

Are  still  the  same; 
And  let  his  name 
Have  endless  praise. 
— 4  [He  smote  the  first-born  sons 
The  llow'r  of  Egypt,  dead; 
And  thence  his  chosen  tribes 
With  joy  and  glory  led. 
d  Thy  mercy,  Lord, 

Shall  still  endure; 
And  ever  sure, 
Abides  thy  word, 
d  5  His  power,  and  lifted  rod, 
Cleft  the  Red  Sea  in  two; 
And  for  his  people  made 
A  wondrous  passage  through. 
d  His  pow'r  and  grace 

Are  still  the  same; 
And  let  his  name 
Have  endles  praise. 
o  6  Rut  cruel  Pharaoh  there, 
With  all  his  host  he  drown'd; 
And  brought  his  Israel  safe, 
Through  a  long  desert  ground. 
e  Thy  mercy,  Lord, 

Shall  still  endure; 
And  ever  sure 
Abides  thy  word. 

PAUSE. 

—7  The  kings  of  Canaan  fell 
Beneath  his  dreadful  hand; 
While  his  own  servants  took 
Possession  of  their  land. 
d  His  pow'r  and  grace 

Are  still  the  same; 
And  let  his  name 
Have  endless  praiac.*] 


f>28 PSALM  136.   

a       8  He  saw  the  nations  lie, 
All  perishing  in  sin; 
And  pity'd  the  sad  state, 
The  ruin'd  world  was  in. 
d  Thy  mercy,  Lord, 

Shall  still  endure; 
And  ever  sure 
Abides  thy  word, 
o    9  He  sent  his  only  Son, 
To  save  us  from  our  woe; 
From  Satan,  sin,  and  death, 
And  ev'ry  hurtful  foe. 
d  His  pow'r  and  grace 

Are  still  the  same; 
And  let  his  name 
Have  endless  praise, 
s   10  Give  thanks  aloud  to  God, 
To  God  the  heav'nly  King; 
And  let  the  spacious  earth 
His  works  and  glories  sing. 
d  Thy  mercy,  Lord, 

Shall  still  endure; 
And  ever  sure 
Abides  thy  word, 

L.  M.     Truro,     [ 
Creation >  Providence,  and  Grace. 
IJVE  to  our  God  immortal  praise: 
Mercy  and  truth  are  all  his  ways: 
d  Wonders  of  grace  to  God  belong;. 

Repeat  his  mercies  in  your  song 
—2  Give  to  the  Lord  of  lords  renown, 
The  King  of  kings  with  glory  crown; 
d  His  mercies  ever  shall  endure, 

When  lords  and  kings  are  known  no  more 
—3  He  built  the  earth,  he  spread  the  sky, 

And  fix'd  the  starry  lights  on  high; 
d  Wonders  of  grace  to  God  belong; 

Repeat  his  mercies  in  your  song. 
— 4  He  fills  the  sun  with  morning  light, 

He  bids  the  moon  direct  the  night: 
d  His  mercies  ever  shall  endure, 

When  suns  and  moons  shall  shine  no  more. 
— 5  (The  Jews  he  freed  from  Pharaoh's  hand, 
And  br  ou^ht  them  to  the  promis'd  land; 


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rSALM  188, 

d  Wonders  of  grace  to  God  belong; 

Repeat  his  mercies  in  your  song.) 
e  6  (He  saw  the  Gentiles  dead  in  sin, 

And  felt  ais  pity  work  within; 
d  His  mercies  ever  shall  endure, 

When  death  and  sin  shall  reign  no  more.) 
o  7  He  sent  his  Son  with  pow'r  to 

From  guilt,  and  darkness,  and  the  grave; 
d  Wonders  of  grace  to  God  belong, 

Repeat  his  mercies  in  your  song. 
— 8  Thro'  this  vain  world  he  guides  our  feet, 

And  leads  us  to  his  heav'nlv  seat: 
d  His  mercies  ever  sh  til  endure, 

When  this  vain  world  shall  b    no  more. 

PSALM  135.    L.  M.     Querty.    [*] 

Hectoring  and  preserving  Grace. 

1   I'JKTITH  <*H  nay  pow'r s  ot  heart  and  tongue, 
f  v     I'll  praise  my  Maker  in  my  song; 

Angels  shall  hear  the  note  I  r 

Approve  the-  song,  and  join  the  praise. 
e  2  Angels  who  make  the  church  their  care, 

Shall  witness  my  devotion  there; 

While  holy  zeal  directs  my  eyes, 

To  thy  fair  temple  in  the  skies. 
—3  I'll  sing  thy  truth  and  mercy,  Lord; 

I'll  sing  the  wonders  of  thy  word; 

Not  all  the  works  and  names  below, 

So  much  thy  pow'r  and  glory  show, 
e   [4  To  God  I  cry'd  when  troubles  rose: 

He  heard  me  and  subdu'd  my  foes: 
o  He  did  my  rising  fears  controul, 

And  strength  diffused  thro*  all  my  soul. 
g  5    The  Gpd  of  heav'n  maintains  his  state, 

Frowns  on  the  proud  and  scorns  the  great: 
e  But  from  his  throne  descends  to  see 

The  sons  of  humble  poverty.] 

e  6   Amidst  a  thousand  snares  1  stan  I, 

1  rpheld  an  1  guardc  d  '  y  thy  hand; 
— Thy  words  i:iv  fainting  s<  ul  revi 
i  keep  my  dyigg  faith  ..:".\* 


£30 PSALM   1S9. 

o  7  Grace  will  complete  what  grace  begins, 
To  save  from  sorrow  or  from  sins; 
The  work  that  wisdom  undertakes, 
Eternal  mercy  ne'er  forsakes. 

PSALM  139.  L.M.  IstPart.  Bath.  Gencva.[*] 

The  all-seeing  God. 
clT  or d,  thou  hast  search'd  and  seen  me  through; 

JLi   Thine  eye  commands,  with  piercing  view, 

My  rising  and  my  resting  hours, 

My  heart  and  flesh  with  all  their  pow'rs. 

2  My  tho'ts,  before  they  are  my  own, 

Are  to  my  God  distinctly  known; 

He  knows  the  words  I  mean  to  speak, 

Ere  from  my  op'ning  lips  they  break. 
p  3  Within  thy  circling  pow'r  I  stand; 

On  every  side  I  find  thy  hand: 

An  ake?  asleep,  at  home,  abroad, 

I  am  surrounded  still  with  God. 

[4  Amazing  knowledge,  vast  and  great' 

What  large  extent!  what  lofty  height; 

My  soul,  with  all  the  pow'rs  I  beast, 

Is  in  the  boundless  prospect  lost. 

5  *0  may  these  tho'ts  possess  my  breast, 
Where'er  I  rove,  where'er  I  rest! 

Isor  let  my  weaker  passions  dare. 
Consent  to  sin;  for  God  is  there.'] 
Pause.  I. 

6  Could  I  so  false,  so  faithless  prove. 
To  quit  thy  service  and  thy  love; 
Where,  Lord,  could  I  thy  presence  shun, 
Or  from  thy  dreadful  glory  run?] 

— 7  If  up  to  heav'n  I  take  my  flight, 

'Tis  there  thou  dwell'st  enthron'd  in  light; 
a  Or  dive  to  hell,  there  vengeance  reigns, 

And  Satan  groans  beneath  thy  chains. 
—8  If,  mounted  on  a  morning  ray, 

I  fly  beyond  the  Western  sea; 
o  Thy  swifter  hand  would  first  arrive. 

And  there  arrest  thy  fugitive. 
—9  Or  should  I  try  to  shun  thy  sight, 

Beneath  the  spreading  veil  of  night; 

One  glance  of  thine,  one  piercing  ray, 

Would  kindle  darkness  into  day. 


PSALM  159.  231 


10  ()  may  these  tho'ts  possess  my  breast, 
Where'er  I  rove,  where'er  I  rest; 
Nor  let  my  weaker  passions  dare, 
Consent  to  sin;  for  God  is  there! 

Pause  IT. 
[11  The  veil  of  night  is  no  disguise; 
No  screen  from  thy  all-searching  eyes: 
Thy  hand  can  seize  thy  foes  as  soon, 
Thro'  midnight  shades  as  blazing  noon. 

12  Midnight  and  noon  in  this  agree, — 
Great  God,  they're  both  alike  to  thee: 
Not  death  can  hide  what  God  will  spy; 
And  hell  lies  naked  to  his  eye. 

13  O  may  these  tho'ts  possess  my  breast, 
Where'er  I  rove,  where'er  I  rest; 

Nor  let  my  weaker  passions  dare, 
Consent  to  sin;  for  God  is  there!] 

L.  M.     Second  Papt.     Portugal.     [*] 
The  -wonderful  Formation  of  J\fan. 

1  JfTIWAS  from  thy  hand,  my  God,  I  came, 

A     A  work  of  such  a  curious  frame; 
In  me,  thy  fearful  wonders  shine, 
And  each  proclaims  thy  skill  divine. 

2  Thine  eyes  did  all  my  limbs  survey, 
Which  yet  in  dark  confusion  lay; 
Thou  saw'st  the  daily  growth  they  took, 
Form'd  by  the  model  of  thy  book. 

3  [By  thee  my  growing  parts  were  nam'c! 
And  what  thy  sov'reigo  counsel  fram'd; 
(The  breathing  lungs,  the  beating  heart,) 
Was  copied  with  unerring  art.] 

4  At  last  to  show  my  Maker's  name, 
God  stamp'd  his  image  on  my  frame! 
And  in  some  unknown  moment  join'd 
The  Rnish'd  members  of  the  mind. 

$  [There  the  young  seeds  of  thought  began, 
And  all  the  passions  of  the  man: 
Great  God,  our  infant  nature  pays 
Immortal  tribute  to  thy  praise*] 

PAI 

6  Lord,  since,  in  mv  advancing  age, 
I've  acted  on  life's  busy  sr 


332  PSALM   1f>0. 


Thy  thoughts  of  love  to  me  surmount 

The  pow'r  of  numbers  to  recount. 

7  I  could  survey  the  ocean  o'er, 

And  count  each  sand  that  makes  the  shore, 
Before  my  swiftest  th  rights  could  trace 
The  nutn'rooe  wonders  of  thy  grace. 

8  These  on  my  heart  are  still  impress'd; 
With  these  I  give  my  eyes  to  rest; 

And  at  my  waking  hour  I  find, 
God  and  his  love  possess  my  mind. 

L.  M.    Third  Part.     Bath.     [*] 
Sincerity  professed,  and  Grace  tried. 
1  [A /|Y  God,  what  inward  grief  I  feel/ 

IV .1  When  impious  men  transgress  thy  will' 

1  mourn  to  hear  their  lips  profane. 
Take  thy  tremendous  name  in  vain. 

2  Does  not  my  soul  detest  and  hate 
The  sons  of  malice  and  deceit? 
These  that  oppose  thy  laws  and  thee, 

1  count  them  enemies  to  me. 

3  Lord  search  my  soul,  try  ev'ry  tho't: 
Though  my  own  heart  accuse  me  not 
Of  walking  in  a  false  disguise, 

3  beg  the  trial  of  thine  eyes. 

4  Doth  secret  mischief  lurk  within? 
Do  I  indulge  some  unknown  sin? 

— O  turn  my  feet,  whene'er  I  stray, 
And  lead  me  in  thy  perfect  way.] 

CM.     First  Part.     Wantage,     [b] 
God's  Omnipresence  and  Omniscience. 

[N  all  my  vast  concerns  with  thee, 
In  vain  my  soul  would  try, 
To  shun  thy  presence,  Lord,  or  fiee 
The  notice  of  thine  eye. 

2  Thy  all-surrounding  sight  surveys 
My  rising  and  my  rest; 

My  public  walks,  my  private  ways, 
And  secrets  of  my  breast. 
— 3  My  thoughts  lie  open  to  the  Lord, 
Before  they're  form'd  within; 
And  ere  my  lips  pronounce  the  word, 
He  knows  the  sense  I  mean. 


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PSALM   139. 


4  O  wond'rous  knowledge,  deep  and  high! 

Where  can  a  creature  hide' 
Within  thy  circling  ai  ms  1  lie, 

Beset  on  cv'ry  bide. 
o  5  So  let  thy  grace  surround  me  still, 

And  like  a  bulwark  prove, 
To  guard  my  soul  from  cv'ry  ill, 

Secur'd  by  sovereign  love. 

pause.    Windsor* 

a  6  Lord,  where  shall  guilty  souls  retire, 

Forgotten  and  unknown? 
In  hell  they  meet  thy  dreadful  fire, — 

In  heav'n  thy  glorious  throne. 
c   7  Should  I  suppress  my  vital  breath, 

To  'scape  the  wrath  divine; 
o  Thy  voice  could  break  the  oars  of  death. 

And  make  the  grave  re  i 
— 8  If  wing'd  with  beams  of  morning  light, 

I  fly  beyond  the  West; 
Thy  hand,  which  must  support  my  flight. 

Would  soon  betray  my  rest. 
9  If  o'er  my  sins  I  think  to  draw 

The  curtains  of  the  night; 
o  Those  flaming  eyes  that  guard  thy  law, 

Would  turn  the  shades  to  light. 
g  10  The  beams  of  noon,  the  midnight  hour. 

Are  both  alike  to  thee: 
e  O  may  I  ne'er  provoke  that  Pow'r, 

From  which  1  cannot  ilee. 

C.  M.  SfcOND  Part.     Colchester.     [•] 
WMQm  of  (i()u  in  the  Formation  of  *\lav. 

1  "\\rlil,,'^,T  l>  w*th  pleasing  wonder  st 

f  ▼     And  all  my  frame  surv*  \ , 
Lord,  'tis  thy  work1  I  own  thy  hand 
Thus  uumble  clay. 

2  Thy  hind  my  heart  and  veins  posse 

W  II  IM  Jl 

'1  hy  wisdom  all  my  feal  "J, 

!     I  all  my  members  di . 
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834 PSALM  139,  141. 

0  Thine  eye  with  nicest  care  survey'd 
The  growth  of  ev'ry  part; 

Till  the  whole  scheme  thy  thoughts  had  laid, 
Wis  copied  by  thy  art." 
j  4  Heav'n.  earth,  and  sea,  and  fire  and  wind, 
Shew  me  thy  wondrous  skill; 
But  I  review  myself  and  find 
e       Diviner  wonders  still. 
g  5  Thy  awful  glories  round  me  shine, 
My  flesh  proclaims  thy  praise; 
Lord,  to  thy  works  of  nature  join 
Thy  miracles  of  grace. 

CM.    Third  Part.     York.     [*] 
The  Mercies  of  God  innumerable* 

1  T  ORD,  when  I  count  thy  mercies  o'er, 
J-J    They  strike  me  with  surprise; 

o  Not  all  the  sands  that  spread  the  shore 

To  equal  numbers  rise, 
c  2  My  flesh  with  fear  and  wonder  stands — 

The  product  of  thy  skill; 
o  And  hourly  blessings  from  thy  hands 

Thy  thoughts  of  love  reveal. 
—3  These  on  my  heart  by  night  I  keep, 
e      How  kind,  how  dear  to  me! 
o  O  may  the  hour  that  ends  my  sleep, 

Still  find  my  thoughts  with  thee. 

PSALM  141.    L.  M.      JVorshi/i      Dresden.      [*J 

Ver.  2,3,  4,  5. — Watchfulness  and  Brotherly  Love. 

1    %4[Y  God,  accept  my  early  vows, 

jjji    Like  morning  incense  in  thy  house; 

And  let  my  nightly  worship  rise, 

Sweat  as  the  ev'ning  sacriiice. 
e  2  witch  o'er  my  lips,  and  guard  them,  Lord, 

From  ev'ry  rash  and  heedless  word; 

Nor  let  my  feet  incline  to  tread 

The  guilty  path  where  sinners  lead. 

S  O  may  the  righteous,  when  I  stray, 

Smite  and  reprove  my  wand'ri'ng  way! 
o  Their  gentle  words,  lik^  o;  d, 

SbaH  never  bruise,  but  cheer  a     . 


PSALM  142,143.  2$5 


;   When  I  behold  them  press'd  with  grief, 
I'll  cry  to  heav'n  for  their  relief; 
—-Anti,  by  my  warm  petitions,  prove 
Ho  a'  much  I  prize  their  faithful  love. 

PSALM  142.    C.  M.     Isle  of  Wight,     [b] 

God  the  Hope  of  the  Helplett. 
1  fW%)  God  I  made  my  sorrows  known, 

J_    From  God  I  sought  relief; 
In  long  complaints,  before  his  throne, 
I  pour'd  out  all  my  grief. 
p  2  My  so*l  was  overwhelm'd  with  woes, 
My  heart  began  to  break; 
My  God,  who  ail  my  burden  knows, 

lie  knows  the  way  I  take. 
3  On  ev'ry  side  I  cast  mine  eye, 

And  found  my  helpers  gone; 
While  friends  and  strangers  past  me  by, 
Neglected  and  unknown. 
o  4  Then  did  I  raise  a  louder  cry, 

And  call'd  thy  mercy  sear; 
d  "Thou  art  my  portion  when  I  die, — 

"Be  thou  my  refuge  here." 
e  5  Lord,  I  am  brought  exceeding  low, 
—     Now  let  thine  ear  attend; 

And  make  my  toes,  who  \ex  me,  knov/ 

I've  an  Almighty  Friend. 
6  From  my  sad  prison  set  me  free, 
o       Then  shall  I  praise  thy  name; 
And  holy  men  shall  join  with  me, 
Thy  kindness  to  proclaim. 

PSALM  H3.    L.  M.     Geneva,     [b] 

Complaint  and  /.' 

a  1  "l|Y  righteous  Judge*  my  gracious  God, 

^▼JL  Hear  when  1  spread  my  hands  abl 
And  cry  for  succour  from  thy  throne; 
U  make  thy  truth  and  mercy  known. 

c  2  [Let  judgment  hoc  against  me  pass; 
Behold  thy  servant  v:e; 


M6 PSALM  143. 

3  Look  down  in  pity,  Lord,  and  see 
The  mighty  woes  that  burden  me; 
Down  to  the  dust  my  life  is  brought, 
Like  one  long  buried  and  forgot.] 

p  4  I  dwell  in  darkness  and  unseen, 
My  heart  is  desolate  within: 
My  thoughts  in  musing  silence  trace 
The  ancient  wonders  of  thy  grace. 

— 5  Thence  I  derive  a  glimpse  of  hope, 
To  bear  my  sinking  spirits  up; 
I  stretch  my  hand  to  God  again, 
And  thirst  like  parched  lands  for  rain. 

c  6  [For  thee  I  thirst,  I  pray,  I  mourn; 
When  will  thy  smiling  face  return? 
Shall  all  my  joys  on  earth  remove? 
And  God  forever  hide  his  love?] 

p  7  My  God,  thy  long  delay  to  save 
Will  sink  thy  pris'ner  to  the  grave: 
My  heart  grows  faint,  and  dim  mine  eye, 

— Make  haste  to  help — before  I  die. 

p  8  [The  night  is  witness  to  my  tears; 
Distressing  pains,  distressing  fears! 

— O  might  I  hear  thy  morning  voice, 
How  would  my  weary  soul  rejoice!] 

9  In  thee  I  trust,  to  thee  I  sigh, — 
And  lift  my  weary  soul  on  high: 
For  thee  sit  waiting  all  the  day,— 
And  wear  the  tiresome  hours  away. 

10  Break  off  my  fetters,  Lord,  and  show, 
Which  is  the  path  my  feet  should  go; 

If  snares  and  foes  beset  the  road, 

t>  I  flee  to  hide  me  near  my  God. 

— 11  Teach  me  to  do  thy  holy  will, 
And  lead  me  to  thy  heav'nly  hill; 
Let  the  good  Spirit  of  thy  love 
Conduct  me  to  thy  courts  above. 
[12  Then  shall  my  soul  no  more  complain; 
The  tempter  then  shall  rage  in  vain: 
And  flesh,  that  was  my  foe  before, 
Shall  never  vex  my  spirit  more.] 


PSALM    144. 257 

PSALM  144.    C;  M.   First  Part.  Bedford.  [*] 

V.  1,  %—Aidand  Victory  in  Spiritual  IVurfire. 

1  T^OH  ever  blessed  be  the  Lord, 
-L     My  Saviour  and  my  Shield; 

He  i  Spirit  with  kiia  word, 

To  arm  me  for  the  field. 

2  When  sin  and  hell  their  force  unite, 
He  makes  my  ^oul  his  c  ire; 

Instructs  me  to  the  heav'nly  fight, 
A«d  guards  mo  through  the  war. 

3  A  Friend  and  Helper,  so  divine, 
Doth  mj  weak  courage  raise: 

He  makes  the  glorious  vict'ry  mine; 
And  his  shall  be  the  praise. 
CM.    Second  Part.    Reading,     [h] 

V.  3,  4,  5,  6. — Vanity  of  J  Ian  t  and  Condescension  of  God 
p  1    T  ORD,      hat  is  man,  poor  feeble  man, 
Li  Born  of  the  earth  at  first' 
His  life  a  shadow,  light  and  vain, 

iStUl  hasting  to  the  dust! 
2  O  what  is  feeble  dying  man, 
Or  any  of  his  race, 
— T     .t  God  should  make  it  his  concern, 

To  visit  him  with  grace! 
g  3  That  God,  who  darts  his  lightnings  down' 
Who  shakes  the  worlds  above! 
And  mount  tins  tremble  at  his  frown — 
How  wondrous  is  his  love! 

L.  M.     Shod.      [*] 
V.  12— 15.— The  Happy  City  and  .Xation. 
\    ■  | APPY  the  city,  where  their  sons, 
.1.-1.   Like  pillars  round  a  palace  set; 
And  daughters,  bright  as  pohsh'd  Stones, 
Give  strength  and  beauty  to  the  state. 

2  Hippy  the  country,  where  the  sheep, 
Cattle,  and  corn,  have  large  iner- 
Where  men  securely  work  or  sleep, 
Nor  sons  of  plunder  break  their  peace. 

3  Happy  the  nation  thus  endow'd; 
But  more  divinely  blest  are  tfa 


238  PSALM  145. 

On  whom  the  all-sufficient  God 
Himself,  with  all  his  grace,  bestows. 

PSALM  145.     L.M.     Green's,     Nantwich.  [*] 
The  Greatness  of  God. 
1  "VflY  God,  my  King,  thy  various  praise, 

1?  A  Shall  fill  the  remnant  of  my  days; 
Thy  grace  employ  my  humble  tongue, 
'Till  death  and  glory  raise  the  song, 
u  2  The  wings  of  every  hour  shall  bear 
Some  thankful  tribute  to  thine  ear; 
And  ev'ry  setting  sun  shall  see 
New  works  of  duty,  done  for  thee. 
— 3  Thy  truth  and  justice  I'll  proclaim; 
Thy  bounty  flows  an  endless  stream: 
Thy  mercy  swift;  thine  anger  slow, — 
e  But  dreadful  to  the  stubborn  foe. 
g  4  Thy  wrorks  with  sov'reign  glory  shine, 
And  speak  thy  majesty  Divines 
Let  ev'ry  realm  with  joy  proclaim 
The  sound  and  honour  of  thy  name. 
o  5  Let  distant  times  and  nations  raise 
The  long  succession  of  thy  praise; 
And  uuborn  ages  make  my  song 
The  joy  and  labour  of  their  tongue. 
&  G  But  who  can  speak  thy  wondrous  deeds? 
—Thy  greatness  all  our  thoughts  exceeds: 
g  Vast — and  unsearchable  thy  ways, 
Vast— and  immortal  be  thy  praise. 
CM.  First  Part.    Barby.    Mitcham.  [*] 
Ver.  1 — 7, 11—13. — The  Greatness  of  Goi>. 
©IT  ONG  as  I  live  I'll  bless  thy  name, 
3ui  My  King,  my  God  of  love; 
My  work  and  joy  shall  be  the  same, 
In  the  bright  world  above. 
— 2  Great  is  the  Lord;  his  pow'r  unknown; 
And  let  his  praise  be  great: 
I'll  sing  the  honours  of  thy  throne, 
Thy  works  of  grace  repeat. 
f>  3  Thy  grace  shall  dwell  upon  my  tongue; 
And  while  my  lips  rejoice, 


PSALM   145. 239 

The  men,  who  hear  my  sacred  song, 
Shall  join  their  cheerful  voice. 
- — 1  Fathers  to  sons  shall  teach  thy  Name, 

And  children  learn  thy  v. 
c  Ages  to  come  thy  truth  proclaim, 

And  nations  sound  thy  praise. 
u  5  Thy  glorious  deeds  of  ancient  late 
Shall  through  the  world  be  known; 
Thine  arm  of  pow'r,  thine  heav'nly  state, 
With  public  splendor  shown. 
^  6  The  world  is  managed  by  thy  hands; 
Thy  saints  arc  ruFd  by  love: 
And  thine  eternal  kingdom  stands,—. 
Though  rocks  and  hills  remove. 

C.  M.    Second  Part.     Swanwick.     [*] 

Ver.  T,  &c. — The  Goodness  of  Hod. 

o  1    OWEET  is  the  mem'ry  of  thy  grace, 
^  My  God,  my  heav'nly  King; 
Let  age  to  age  thy  righteousness, 
In  sounds  of  glory  sing. 
— 2  God  reigns  on  high;  but  ne'er  confines 

His  goodness  to  the  skies: 
o  Thro'  the  whole  earth  his  bounty  shines, 

And  ev'ry  want  supplies. 
c  3  With  longing  eyes  thy  creatures  wait 

On  thee  for  daily  food; 
o  Thy  lib'ral  hand  provides  their  meat, 

And  fills  their  mouth  with  good. 
e  4  How  kind  are  thy  compassions,  Lord' 
e       How  slow  thine  anger  moves! 
o  But  soon  he  sends  his  pard'ning  word, 

To  cheer  the  souls  he  loves. 
o  5  Creatures,  with  all  their  endless  race. 
Thy  pow'r  and  praise  proclaim; 
But  saints,  who  taste  thy  richer  grace, 
Delight  to  blebs  thy  name. 
CM.     Third  Part.     Sunday.     [*] 
Y(  r.  14 — IT,  kc. — JMerey  to  SvJ/ercrs. 
1   T  ET  ev'iv  tone ;uc  thy  goodness  speak, 
-ftj  Thou  sov'rei^n  Lord  of  all! 


240  PSALM   146. 

■  ■  ** 
Thy  strength'ning  hands  uphold  the  weak, 
And  raise  the  poor  who  fall, 

2  When  sorrow  bows  the  spirit  down, 
Or  virtue  lie^  distrest, 

Beneath  some  proud  oppressor's  frown, 
Thou  giv'st  the  mourner's  rest. 

3  '1  Supports  our  tott'ring  days, 
And  guides  our  giddy  \  outh; 

Holy  and  just  are  all  his  ways, 
And  all  his  words  are  truth 

4  He  knows  the  pain  his  servants  feci, 
He  hears  his  children  ci  y, 

And,  their  best  wishes  to  fulfil, 
His  grace  i--  ever  nigh. 

5  His  mercy  never  shall  remove 
From  men  of  heart  sincere: 

He  saves  the  souls,  whose  humble  love 
Is  join'd  with  holy  fear. 

6  [His  stubborn  foes  his  sword  shall  slay, 
And  pierce  their  hearts  with  pain; 

But  none,  who  serve  the  Lord,  shall  say, 
They  sought  the  Lord  in  vain. 

7  My  lips  shall  dwell  upon  his  praise, 
And  spread  his  fame  abroad; 

Let  all  the  sons  of  Adam  raise 
The  honours  of  their  God] 

PSALM  146.  L.  M.     Old  Hundred.     [*] 
Praise  for  Divine  Goodness  and  Truth. 

1  ["J3RAISE  ye  the  Lord;  my  heart  shall  join, 

JL    In  works  so  pleasant,  so  divine: 
Now  while  the  flesh  is  mine  abode, 
And  when  my  soul  ascends  to  God. 

2  Praise  shall  employ  my  noblest  pow'rs. 
While  immortality  endures; 

My  days  of  praise  shall  ne'er  be  past, 
While  life  and  thought  and  being  last. 

3  Why  should  I  make  a  man  my  trust? 
Princes  must  die,  and  turn  to  dust: 

Their  breath  departs,  their  pomp  and  pow'r: 
And  thoughts  all  vanish  in  an  hour.] 

4  Happy  the  man,  whose  hopes  rely 
On  Israel's  God:  He  made  the  skv," 


PSALM  146.  241 


And  earth  and  seas,  with  all  their  train; 

And  none  shall  find  his  promise  vain. 

5  His  truth  for  ever  stands  secure; 

He  saves  the  opprest,  he  feeds  the  | 

He  sends  the  lab'ring  conscience  peace, 

And  grants  the  pris'ner  sweet  release. 
e  6  The  Lord  hath  eyes  to  give  the  blind. 

The  Lord  supports  the  sinking  mind; 

r  •  helps  the  stranger  in  distress, 

The  widow  and  the  fatherless. 
— 7  He  loves  his  saints;  he  knows  them  well; 
e  But  turns  the  wicked  down  to  hell: 
&  Thy  God,  O  Zion,  ever  reigns; 

Praise  him  in  everlasting  strains. 

P.  M.    67.  Hellenes.     [*] 

Praise  for  Divine  Goodness  and  Truth. 

1  "ITLL  praise  my  Maker  with  my  breath; 
JL  And  when  my  voice  is  lost  in  death, 
Praise  shall  employ  my  nobler  pow'rs: 
p*-My  days  of  praise  shall  ne'er  be  past. 
While  life  and  thought  and  being  last. 
Or  im mortality  endures. 
e  2  "Why  should  I  make  a  man  my  trust? 
e  Princes  must  die,  and  turn  to  dust: 
Vain  is  the  help  of  Mesh  and  blood: 
Their  breath  departs,  their  pomp  and  pow'r. 
And  thoughts  all  vanish  in  an  hour; 
Nor  can  they  make  their  promise  good. 
q  3  Happy  the  man,  whose  hopes  rely 
On  Israel's  God:  He  made  the  sky. 
And  earth  and  seas,  with  all  their  train: 
—His  truth  for  ever  stands  secure; 

He  saves  th'  opprest,  he  feeds  the  poor; 
And  none  shall  find  his  promise  vain. 
I   The  Lord  hath  eyes  to  give  the  blind: 
Tie  Lord  supports  the  sinking  mind; 
He  sends  the  lab'ring  conscience  p 
H*  helps  the  stranger  in  disti 
Tie  widow  and  the  I 
And  grants  the  pris1 
2J 


242  tsalm  nr. 


— 5   He  loves  his  saints;  he  knows  them  well; 
e  But  turns  the  wicked  down  to  hell: 
o       Thy  God,  O  Zion,  ever  reigns: 
o  Let  ev'ry  tongue,  let  ev'ry  age, 
In  this  exalted  work  engage: 

Praise  him  in  everlasting  strains, 
s  6  I'll  praise  him  while  he  lends  me  breath; 
And,  when  my  voice  is  lost  in  de 

Praise  shall  employ  my  nobler  pow'rs: 
My  days  of  praise  shall  ne'er  be  past. 
While  life  and  thought  and  being  la^t, 
Or  immortality  endures. 

PSALM  147.  L.M.   1st  Part.   Old  Hundred.  [*] 
Divine  Nature,  Providence,  and  Grace. 

1  T3RAISE  ye  the  Lord:  'tis  good  to  raise 
JL    Our  hearts  and  voices  in  his  praise; 

His  nature  and  his  works  invite, 
To  make  this  duty  our  delight. 

2  The  Lord  builds  up  Jerusalem, 
And  gathers  nations  to  his  name; 
His  mercy  melts  the  stubborn  soul, 
And  makes  the  broken  spirit  whole. 

3  He  form'd  the  stars,  those  heav'nly  flamef, 
He  counts  their  numbers,  calls  their  names' 
His  wisdom's  vast,  and  knows  no  bound, — 
A  deep  where  all  our  thoughts  are  drown'd' 

4  Great  is  our  Lord,  and  great  his  might: 
And  all  his  glories  infinite: 

He  crowns  the  meek,  rewards  the  just. 
And  treads  the  wicked  to  the  dust. 
Pause.     Castle- Street. 

5  Sing  to  the  Lord,  exalt  him  high. 
Who  spreads  his  clouds  all  round  the  sky: 
There  he  prepares  the  fruitful  rain, 

Nor  lets  the  drops  descend  in  vain. 

6  He  makes  the  grass  the  hills  adorn, 
And  clothes  the  smiling  fields  with  corn: 
The  beasts  with  food  his  hands  supply. 
And  the  young  ravens,  when  they  cry. 

7  What  is  the  creature's  skill  or  force. 
The  sprightly  mm, the  warlike  horse. 


PSALM    147.    

it,  the  active  Limb! 
All  arc  too  mean  delights  for  him. 
8  But  saints  are  lovely  in  liis  sight; 
He  views  his  children  with  delight: 

Tic  sees  their  hope,  he  knows  their  fear, 
And  looks,  and  loves  his  image  there. 
L.  M.     Second  Part.     Portugal.     [»] 

Summer  and  IVintcv. 

1  [F  ET  Zion  praise  the  mighty  God, 

J  A  And  make  his  honours  known  abroad: 
For  sweet  the  joy — our  songs  to  raise; 
And  glorious  is  the  work  of  praise. 

2  Our  children  are  secure  and  blest; 
Our  shores  have  peace,  our  cities  rest; 
He  feeds  our  sons  with  finest  wheat, 
And  adds  his  blessing  to  their  meat. 

3  The  changing  seasons  he  ordains, 
The  early  and  the  latter  rains: 

The  flakes  of  snow,  like  wool  he  sends, 
And  thus  the  springing  corn  defends. 

4  With  hoary  frost  he  strews  the  ground; 
His  hail  descends  with  clatt'ring  sound: 
Where  is  the  man  so  vainly  bold, 

As  dare  defy  his  dreadful  cold: 

5  He  bids  the  southern  breezes  blow; 
The  ice  dissolves,  the  waters  flow: 
But  he  hath  nobler  works  and  ways, 
To  call  his  people  to  his  praise. 

6  To  all  our  land  his  laws  are  shown; 
I  lis  gospel  thro'  the  nation  known: 
lie  hath  not  thus  reveal'd  his  word 
To  cv'ry  land:— Praise  ye  the  Lord.] 

C.  M.    Hartford.     [*] 

V.  7—9,  13— IS.— The  'Seasons  of  the  Tear. 
)   1  1VITII  songs  and  honours,  sounding  loucj, 
f  ▼     Address  the  Lord  on  high: 
Over  the  heav'ns  he  spreads  his  cloud, 
And  \^  atei  s  veil  the 

>  2  He  sends  his  show'rs  of  blessings  down, 
To  cheer  the  plains  below; 
He  makes  the  grass  the  mountains  crown, 
\nd  corn  in  rallies  grow. 


£44  PSALM   14  8. 


o  3  He  gives  the  grazing  ox  his  meat, 

He  hears  the  ravens  cry; 
But  man,  who  tastes  his  finest  wheat, 
Should  raise  his  honours  high. 
e  4  His  steady  counsels  change  the  face 
Of  the  declining  year; 
He  bids  the  sun  cut  shore  his  race, 

And  wintry  days  appear. 
5  His  hoary  frost,  his  fleecy  snow, 
Descend  and  clothe  the  ground; 
The  liquid  streams  forbear  to  flow, 
In  icy  fetters  bound. 
o  6  When  from  his  dreadful  stores  on  high 
He  pours  the  rattling  hail, 
The  wretch  who  dares  his  God  defy, 
Shall  find  his  courage  fail. 
b  7  He  sends  his  word  and  melts  the  snow, 
The  fields  no  longer  mourn; 
He  calls  the  warmer  gales  to  blow, 
And  bids  the  spring  return. 
o  8  The  changing  wind,  the  flying  cloud, 

Ojey  his  mighty  word: 
g  With  songs  and  honours  sounding  loud, 
Praise  ye  the  sov'r&igQ  Lord. 

PSALM   148,     P.  M.       Triumfih.     [*]" 
Praise  to  God  from  all  Creatures. 
o      1  XTE  tribes  of  Adftm  join 

X     With  heav'n  and  earth  and  seas, 
And  offer  notes  divine, 
To  your  Creator's  praise. 
Ye  holy  throng 
Of  angels  bright, 
In  worlds  of  light, 
Begin  the  song. 
—     2  [Thou  sun,  with  dazzling  rays, 
And  moon,  that  rul'st  the  night, 
Shine  to  your  Maker's  praise,—* 
With  stars  of  twinkling  light. 
His  pow'r  declare, 
Ye  floods  on  hi 
And  clouds  that  fly 
In  empty  air.] 


PSALM   149.  * 


3  The  shining  worlds  above, 
In  glorious  order  stand; 
Or  in  swift  courses  move, 
By  his  supreme  command. 

He  spake  the  word, — 

And  all  their  frame 

From  nothing  came, 

To  praise  the  Lord. 
4  Me  mov'd  their  mighty  wheels, 
In  unknown  ages  past; 
And  each  his  word  fulfils, 
While  time  and  nature  last. 

In  difFrent  ways, 

His  works  proclaim 

His  wondrous  name, 

And  speak  his  praise: 

PAUSE. 

5  [Let  all  the  earth-born  race., 
And  monsters  of  the  deep, — 
And  fish  that  cleave  thesea^. 
Or  in  their  bosom  sleep,— 

From  sea  and  shore 
Their  tribute  pay; 
And  still  display 
Their  Maker's  powV. 

6  Ye  vapours,  hail  and  snow, 
Praise  ye  th'  Almighty  Lord; 
And  stormy  winds,  that  blow 
To  execute  his  word. 

When  lightnings  shine, 
And  thunders  roar, 
Let  earth  adore 
I  lis  hand  Divine. 

7  Ye  mountains  near  the  skies, 
With  lofty  cedars  there, 

And  trees  of  humbler  size, 
That  fruit  in  plenty  bear; — 

Beasts  wild  and  tame, 

Birds,  flies  and  worms, 

In  various  forms, — 

Exalt  his  name.] 

8  Ye  kings  and  judges,  fear, 
The  Lord, the  sovereign  King; 


24G PSALM  148. 

And  while  you  rule  us  here, 
His  heav'nly  honours  sing: 

Nor  let  the  dream 

Of  p  >w*r  and  state, 

Make  you  forget 

His  pow'r  supreme. 
o       9  Virgins  and  youths,  engage 

To  sound  his  praise  divine; 
e       While  infancy  and  age 

Their  feebler  voices  join: 
0  Wide  as  he  reigns 

His  name  be  sung, 

By  ev'ry  tongue, 

In  endless  strains: 
g       10  Let  all  the  nations  fear 
The  God  who  rules  above; 
He  brings  his  people  near, 
And  makes  them  taste  his  love: 

While  earth  and  sky 

Attempt  his  praise, 

His  saints  shall  raise 

His  honours  high. 

L.  M.  Paraphrased.     Old  Hundred.     [»] 
Universal  Praise  to  God. 
g  IT  OUD  hallelujahs  to  the  Lord, 

JLiFrom  distant  worlds  where  creatures  dwell; 
Let  heav'n  begin  the  solemn  word, 
And  sound  it  dreadful — down  to  hell. 
[Note.      This  Psalm  may  be  sung    to  a  different 
metre  by  adding  the  two  following  lhes   to 
every  stanza,  viz. 
Each  of  his  works  his  name  displays, 
But  they  can  ne'er  fulfil  his  praise. 

2  The  Lord — how  absolute  he  reigns! 
Let  ev'ry  angel  bend  the  knee: 

Sing  of  iiis  love  in  heav'nly  strains; 
And  speak  how  fierce  his  terrours  be.] 

3  High  on  a  throne  his  glories  dwell, 
An  awful  throne  of  shining  bliss; 

o  Fly  through  the  world,  O  sun,  and  tell 
How  dark  thy  beams  compar'd  to  his. 


PSALM  148. 


4  [Awake,  ye  tempests,  and  his  fame, 

In  sounds  of  dreadful  praise  declare, 
And  the  sweet  whisper  of  his  name, 
Fill  ev'ry  gentler  breeze  of  air. 

5  Let  clouds,  and  winds,  and  waves  agree 
To  join  their  praise  with  blazing  fire; 
Let  the  firm  earth,  and  rolling  sea, 

In  tliis  eternal  song  conspire. 

6  Ye  flow'ry  plains,  proclaim  his  skill; 
Vallies,  lie  low  before  his  eyes; 

And  let  his  praise,  from  ev'ry  hill, 
Rise  tuneful  to  the  neighbouring  sky. 

7  Ye  stubborn  oaks,  and  stately  pines, 
Bend  your  high  branches,  and  adore; 
Praise  him  ye  beasts,  in  different  strains; 
The  Lamb  must  bleat,  the  lion  roar. 

8  Birds  ye  must  make  his  praise  your  theme; 
Nature  demands  a  song  from  you; 

While  the  dumb  fish,  that  cut  the  stream, 
Leap  up  and  mean  his  praises  too.] 

—9  Mortals,  can  you  refrain  your  tongue, 

t  When  nature  all  around  you  sings; 

u  O  for  a  shout — from  old  and  young, — 
From  humble  swains,  and  lofty  kings. 

g   10  Wide — as  his  vast  dominion  lies- 
Make  the  Creator's  name  be  known: 

u  Loud — as  his  thunder — shout  his  praise, 

^  And  sound  it  lofty— as  his  throne. 

e  11  Jehovah — 'tis  a  glorious  word, — 
O  may  it  dwell  on  ev'ry  tongue; 

o  But  saints  who  best  have  known  the  Lord, 
Are  bound  to  raise  the  noblest  song. 

o  13  Speak  of  the  wonders  of  that  love, 
Which  Gabriel  plu  9  on  ev'ry  chord! 

u  From  all  below  and  all  above, 
Loud  hallelujahs  to  the  I. 
S.  M.     .V-.  Thoim 

Universal  Pre. 
1   T  ET  ev'ry  creature  join, 
mJ    To  praise  th'  eternal  God: 
Ye  heav'nly  hosts,  the  song  begin, 
And  sound  his  na:v,i 


£48 rSALM  148, 

2  Thou  sun,  with  golden  beams, 
And  moon,  with  paler  rays, 

Ye  starry  lights,  ye  twinkling  flames, 
Shine  to  your  Maker's  praise. 

3  He  built  those  worlds  above, 
And  fix'd  their  wondrous  frame; 

By  his  command  they  stand  or  move, 
And  ever  speak  his  name. 

4  Ye  vapours,  when  you  rise, 
Or  fall  in  show'rs,  or  snow, — 

Ye  thunders,  murm'ring  round  ^he  skies, 
His  pow'r  and  glory  show. 
.5  Wind,  hail,  and  flashing  fire, 
Agree  to  praise  the  Lord; 

When  ye  in  dreadful  storms  conspire., 
To  execute  his  word. 

6  By  all  his  works  above 
His  honours  be  express'd; 

But  saints,  who  taste  his  saving  love, 
Should  sing  his  praises  best. 
Pause,    I. 

7  [Let  earth  and  ocean  know, 
They  owe  their  Maker  praise: 

Praise  him,  ye  wat'ry  worlds  below, 
And  monsters  of  the  seas. 

8  From  mountains  near  the  sky, 
Let  his  high  praise  resound; 

*    From  humble  shrubs,  and  cedars  high, 
And  vales  and  fields  around. 

9  Ye  lions  of  the  wood, 

And  tamer  beasts  that  graze, — 
Ye  live  upon  his  daily  food, 

And  he  expects  your  praise. 

10  Ye  birds  of  lufty  wing, 
On  nigh  his  praises  bear; 

Or  sit  on  flow'ry  boughs,  and  sing 
Your  Maker's  glory  there. 

11  Ye  creeping  ants  and  worms, 
His  various  wisdom  show, 

And  flies,  in  all  your  shining  swarms, 
Praise  him  who  drest  you  so. 


PSALM  M9.  249 


J  2  Hy  all  the  earth-born  race, 

His  honours  be  exprest: — 

Bat  saints  who  know  Ins  hcav'nly  grace, 
Should  Learn  to  praise  him  be^t, 
Pause  II, 

1  Monarchs  of  wide  command, 
Praise  ye  th'  eternal  King: 

Judges,  adore  that  sovereign  hand, 
Whence  all  your  honours  spring. 

14  Let  vigorous  youth  engage, 
To  sound  his  praises  high: 

While  growing  babes,  and  withering  age, 
Their  feebler  voices  try. 

15  United  zeal  be  shown 

His  wondrous  Fame  to  raise: 

God  is  the  Lord:  his  name  alone 

Deserves  our  endless  praise. 

16  Let  nature  join  with  art, 
And  all  pronounce  him  blest: 

Eut  saints,  who  dwell  so  near  his  heart, 
Should  sing  his  praises  best.] 

PSALM  149.    CX  M.    ArundeL     [*  ] 
The  Saint*  judging  the  World. 
1      4  LL  ye  who  love  the  Lord,  rejoice, 

^V  And  let  your  songs  be  new; 
Amidst  the  church, with  cheerful  voice. 
His  later  wonders  shew. 

2  The  Jews,  the  people  of  his  grace, 
Shall  their  Redeemer  sing; 

And  Gentile  nations  join  the  praise, 
While  ZlOB  owns  lier  King. 

3  The  Lord  takes  pleasure  in  the  just, 
Whom  sinners  treat  with  scorn: 

The  meek,  who  lie  despis'd  in  dust, 

Salvation  shall  adorn. 
-4  Saints  should  be  joyful  in  their  King, 

Ev'n  on  a  dying  bed; 
And,  like  the  souls  in  glory,  sing: 

For  God  shall  raise  the  dead. 
5  Then  his  high  praise  shall  fill  their  tongues^, 

Their  hands  shall  wield  the  sword; 


250  PSALM   150. 


And  vengeance  shall  attend  their  songs, 

The  vengeance  of  the  Lord. 
£  6  When  Christ  his  judgment  seat  ascends, 

And  bids  the  world  appear, 
Thrones  are  prepared  for  all  his  friends, 

Who  humbly  lov'd  him  here. 

7  [Then  shall  they  rule,  with  iron  rod, 
Nations  that  dar'd  rebel: 

And  join  the  sentence  of  their  God, 
On  tyrants  doom'd  to  hell. 

8  The  royal  sinners,  bound  in  chains, 
New  triumphs  shall  afford: 

Such  honours  tor  the  saints  remains: — 
Praise  ye  and  love  the  Lord.] 

PSALM  150.    C.  M.     Doxolopy.     [*] 
Ver.  I,  2,  6. — A  song  of  Praise. 

1  IN  God's  own  house  pronounce  his  praise; 
JL  His  grace  he  there  reveals: 

To  heav'n  your  joy  and  wonder  raise; 
For  there  his  glory  dwells, 

2  Let  all  your  sacred  passions  move, 
While  you  rehearse  his  deeds: 

Rut  the  great  work  of  saving  love 
Your  highest  praise  exceeds. 

3  All  that  have  motion,  life  and  breath, 
Proclaim  your  Maker  blest; 

Yet  when  my  voice  expires  in  death, 
My  soul  shall  praise  him  best. 

THE  CHRISTIAN  DOXOLOGY. 

L.  M. 

TO  God  the  Father,  God  the  Son, 
And  God  the  Spirit,  three  in  One, 
3e  honour,  praise,  and  glory  giv'n, 
By  all  on  earth  and  all  in  heav'n. 

C.  M. 

LET  God,— the  Father  and  the  Son 
And  Spirit, — be  ador'd; 
Where  there  are  works  to  make  Him  known, 
Or  saints  to  love  the  Lord. 


DOXOLOGI ES. 251 

C.  M. 

I. 

Where  the  tunc  includes  two  BtatlZOB, 
fill  IE  God  of  mercy  be  ador'd, 
A      Who  calls  our  souls  from  death; 
Who  saves  by  his  redeeming  word, 
And   new  creating  breath. 
II. 
To  praise  the  Father  and  the  Son, 

And  Spirit  all  divine, — 
The  One  in  Three,  and  Three  in  One, — 
Let  saints  and  angels  join. 

s7\i:  ~*~ 

TE  angels  round  the  throne, 
And  saints  who  dwell  below, 
Worship  the  Father,  praise  the  Son, 
And  bless  the  Spirit  too, 

P.  M. 
"VTOW  to  the  great  and  sacred  Three, 
J^l     The  Father,  Son,  and  Spirit,  be 

Eternal  praise  and  glory  giv'n — 
Thro'  all  the  worlds  where  God  is  known, 
By  all  the  angels  near  the  throne, 

And  all  the  saints  in  earth  and  heav'n. 

P.M. 

TO  God  the  Father's  throne, 
Perpetual  honours  raise; 
Glory  to  God  the  Son; 
To  God  the  Spirit  praise: 
With  all  our  pow'rs, 
Eternal  King, 
Thy  name  we  sing. 
While  faith  adores. 


HYMNS 


SPIRITUAL  SONGS. 

IN   THREE    BOOKS. 

1.  COLLECTED  FROM  THE  SCRIPTURES. 

2.  COMPOSED  OS  DIVINE   SUBJECTS. 

».  PREPARED  FOR  THE  LORD'S   BUFFER. 

BY    ISAAC    WATTS,    D.    D. 


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BOOK  I. 

COLLVCTF.D    VSOH   ?HE    IIOLT  SCRIPTURES. 


HYMN   1.     C.  M.     Devizes.  St.  Asaph's.     [*] 
*■?  „V<?io  So?ij  to  the  Lamb  that  was  ilain. 
Rev.v,  G,  8,  9,10,19. 
1  DEHOLD  the  glories  of  the  Lamb, 

-If     Amidst  his  Father's  throne: 
Prepare  new  honours  for  his  name, 
And  songs,  before  unknown. 
e  2  Let  elders  worship  at  his  feet, 
The  church  adore  around; 
With  vials  full  of  odours  sweet, 
And  harps  of  sweeter  sound. 
— 3  Those  are  the  pray'rs  of  all  the  sail 

And  these  the  hymns  they  raise: 
e  Jesus  is  kind  to  our  complaints, 
He  loves  to  hear  our  praise. 
4  [Paternal  Father,  who  shall  look, 

Into  thy  secret  Will? 
Who  but  the  Son  shall  take  that  book, 
And  open  cv:ry  seal? 
— 5  He  shall  fulfil  thy  great  decree-, 
The  Son  deserves  it  well; 
Lo,  in  his  hand  the  sov'reign  keys 
Of  hcav'n,  and  death,  and  hell!] 
s  6  Now  to  the  Lamb,  that  once  was  slain, 
Be  endless  blessings  paid; 
Salvation,  glory,  joy,  remain, 
Forever,  on  thy  head. 


256  HYMN  2,  S.  Book  I. 

d  7  Thou  hast  redeem 'd  our  souls  with  blood; 
Hast  set  the  pris'ners  free: 
Hast  made  us  kings  and  priests  to  God; 
And  we  shall  reign  with  thee! 
g  8  The  worlds  of  nature  and  of  grace 
Are  put  beneath  thy  pow'r: 
Then  shorten  these  delaying  days; 
And  bring  t:ie  protms'd  hour. 

'         HYMN   2-     L.  M.     Castle  .street.     [*]  ' 

The  Deity  and  Humanity  of  Chiiist.     John  i,  1,   3,14; 

Col.  i,  16;  and  Eph.  iii,  9,  10. 

1  "IT*  RE  the  blue  hcav'ns  were  stretch'd  abroad, 
JCi    From  evenasting  was  the  Word; 

With  God  he  was;  the  VV  ord  was  God! 
And  must  divinely  be  ador'd. 

2  By  his  own  pow'r  were  all  things  made, 
By  him  supported  all  things  stand; 

lie  is  the  whole  creation's  head, 
And  angels  fly  at  his  command. 

3  [Ere  sin  was  born,  or  Satan  fell, 
He  led  the  host  of  morning  stars; 
Thy  generation  who  can  tell, 

Or  count  the  number  of  thy  years?] 
p  4  But  lo,  he  leaves  those  heav'nly  forms— 

The  Word  descends  and  dwells  in  clay: 

That  he  may  h&ld  converse  with  worms, 

Dress'd  in  such  feeble  flesh  as  they, 
o  5  Mortals  with  joy  behold  his  face, 

Th'  eternal  Father's  only  Son; 
e  How  full  of  truth!  how  full  of  grace! 

When  thro'  his  eyes  the  Godhead  shone. 
g  6  Archangels  leave  their  high  abode. 

To  learn  newmyst'ries  here,  and  tell, 

The  love  of  our  descending  God, 

The  glories  of  Imofianuel. 

HYMNr  3.     S.  M.     St.  Thomas'*   [*] 
The  Nativity  of  Christ.    Luke  i,  30,  he.   Luke  ii,  10. 
1    |>EHOH),  the  grace  appears! 

-D  The  promise  is  fulfill'd! 
Mary  the  wondrous  virgin  bears, 

And  Jesus  is  the  child! 


Book  I. HYMN  5. £57 

2  [The  Lord,  the  highest  God, 
Calls  him  his  only  S 
He  bids  him  rule  the  lands  abroad, 
And  gives  him  David's  throne1. 

r  Jacob  shall  he  reign, 
With  a  peculiar  sway: 
The  nations  shall  his  grace  obt 
His  kingdom  ne'er  decay.] 
:  To  bring  the  glorious  news, 
A  heav'nly  form  appears, 
He  tells  the  shepherds  of  their  joys 
And  banishes  their  fears. 
5   "Go,  humble  swains,"  said  lie, 
"To  David's  city  fly; 
"The  promised  Infant,  born  to  day, 
"Does  in  a  manger  lie. 
G  "With  looks,  and  hearts,  serene, 
"Go  visif  Christ,  your  King:" 
— And  straight  a  flaming  troop  was  seen; 
The  shepherds  heard  them  sing: — 
o       7  "Glory  to  God  on  high! 

"And  heav'nly  peace  on  earth; 
"Good  will  to  men,  to  angels  joy, 
"At  the  Redeemer's  birth." 
—    8  [la  worship  so  divine, 

Let  saints  employ  their  tongues; 
With  the  celestial  host  we  join, 

And  loud  repeat  their  songs;  — 
g       9   "Glory  to  God  on  high! 

"And  heav'nly  peace  on  earth; 
"Goo:t  will  to  men,  to  angels  joy, 
"At  our  Redeemer's  birth."] 
Hv  mx  i,  I  P.sulm. 

U\MN  o.  C.  M.   i  Islt  of  Wight,  [b] 

>n  to  ujjlictivc  Provide  net.    Job  i,  -I. 


'N 


.  crept  to  life  at  first, 
.i.ii, 
An  I 
2  The  dear  deli] 
And  fondly  call 


258  HYMN  6, 7.  Book  I. 

Are  but  short  favours  borrow'd  now, 
To  be  repaid  anon. 
—3  'Tis  God,  who  lifts  our  comforts  high, 
Or  sinks  them  in  the  grave; 
He  gives — and  (blessed  be  his  name!) 
He  takes  but  what  he  gave. 
*  4  Peace,  all  our  angry  passions,  then, 
Let  each  rebellious  sigh 
Be  silent  at  his  sovereign  will, 
And  every  murmur  die. 
o  5  If  smiling  mercy  crown  our  lives, 

Its  praises  shall  be  spread; 
e  And  we'll  adore  the  justice  too, 

That  strikes  our  comforts  dead. 

HYMN  6.  C.    M.     Sunday.     [*] 
Triumph  over  Death,    Job  xi*,  25,  27. 
e  1  [  f1  RE  AT  God,  I  own  the  sentence  just, 

XX  And  nature  must  decay; 
p  I  yield  my  body  to  the  dust, 

To  dwell  with  fellow  clay. 
—2  Yet  faith  may  triumph  o'er  the  grave, 

And  trample  on  the  tombs; 
o  My  Jesus,  my  Redeemer,  lives, 
My  God  my  Saviour  comes. 
o  3  The  mighty  conqu'ror  shall  appear, 
High  on  a  royal  seat; 
And  death,  the  last  of  all  his  foes, 
Lie  vanquish 'd  at  his  feet, 
e  4  Tho'  greedy  worms  devour  my  skin, 

And  gnaw  my  wasting  flesh; 
— When  God  shall  build  my  bones  again, 

He'il  clothe  them  ail  afresh. 

o  5  Then  shall  I  see  thy  lovely  face, 

With  strong  immortal  eyes; 

And  feast  upon  thy  unknown  grace, 

With  pleasure  and  surprise  ] 


'L 


HYMN  7.     C.  M.     Sunday.     [*] 
Invitation  of  the  Gospel.    Isa.lv,   1,2,  &c* 
ET  ev'ry  mortal  ear  attend, 
An:iev'ry  heart  rejoice! 


B ook  I. IIY.MX  8. 

The  trumpet  of  the  gospel  sou 
With  an  inviting  voice. 

,  3  Ho!  all  ye  hungry,  starving  souls, 

Who  feed  unun  the  wind, — 
e  And  vainly  strive,  with  earthly  toys, 

To  fill  an  empty  mind: — 
o  3  Eternal  wisdom  has  prepared 

A  soul  reviving  feast; 
;  bids  your  longing  appetites 

T  le  lich  provision  taste. 
o  4  Ho!  >e  who  pant  for  living  streams, 
e       And  pine  away,  and  die; 
o   Here  you  may  quench  your  raging  thirst, 

With  springs  that  never  dry. 
o  5  Rivers  of  lore,  and  mercy  here, 

In  a  rich  ocean  join; 
Salvation,  in  abundance,  flows. 

Like  Hoods  of  milk  and  wine. 
d  6  (Ye  perishing  and  naked  poor, 

Who  work  with  mighty  pain, 
To  weave  a  garment  of  your  own, 

That  will  n.t  hide  your  sin; — 

7  Come  naked — and  adorn  your  souls 

In  robes  prepar'd  by  (>od; 
Wrought  by  the  labours  of  his  Son, 
And  dyed  in  his  own  blood.) 
e  8   (Dear  God!  the  tie  is  ire.^  of  thy  love 
Are  everlasting  mines; 
Deep  as  our  helpless  miseries  are, 
And  boundless  as  our  sins') 
o  9  The  happy  gates  of  gospel  grace 

Stand  open  night  and  ,1a. : 
— Lord,  we  an  seek  supplies, 

1  drive  our  wants  a< 

HYMN  8.    C-  ML    Mear.     [•'] 

The  Safety  of  the  Church.     Isa.  xx\i,   1,  $. 

1   [1|0\V  he  place, 

-I  A    W  ng  stand; 

n,  the  glory  of  the  earth, 
Ity   of  the  land! 
a  2  Bulwarks 

T  Us 


260  HYMN  9.  Book  I. 


The  walls  of  strong  salvation  made, 
Defy  th'  assaults  of  hell, 
s  3  Lift  up  the  everlasting  gates, 

The  doors  wide  open  fling; 
d  Enter,  ye  nations,  that  obey 
The  statutes  of  our  King, 
o  4  Here  shall  you  taste  un mingled  joys, 
And  live  in  perfect  peace; 
You  who  have  known  Jehovah's  name, 
And  ventur'd  on  his  grace, 
o  5  Trust  in  the  Lord,  forever  trust, 
And  banish  all  your  fears: 
Strength  in  the  Lord  Jehovah  dwells, 
Eternal  as  his  years, 
d  6  What  though  the  rebels  dwell  on  high; 
His  arm  bhall  bring  them  low: 
Low  as  the  caverns  of  the  grave, 

Their  lofty  heads  shall  bow. 
7  On  Babylon  our  feet  shall  tread, 

In  that  rejoicing  hour; 
The  ruins  of  her  wall  shall  spread 
A  pavement  for  the  poor.] 

*  HYaIN  9.     C.  M.     Zion.     [*]  " 

Proffered  Grace.     Isa.  It,  1,  2;  Zech.  xiii,  1;  Mic.  vii,  19; 

Ezek.  xxxvi,  25,  &e. 
e  1  yN  vain  we  lavish  out  our  lives, 
A     To  gather  empty  wind; 
The  choicest  blessings,  earth  can  yield, 
Will  starve  a  hungry  mind, 
o  2  C«>me — and  the  Lord  shall  feed  our  souls, 
With  more  substantial  meat; 
With  such  as  saints  in  glory  love, 
With  such  as  angels  eat. 
— 3  Our  God  will  ev'ry  want  supply, 
An  1  fill  our  hearts  with  peace; 
He  i^ives,  by  covenant  and  by  oath, 
The  riches  of  his  grace, 
o  4  Come,  and  he'll  cleanse  our  spotted  souls, 

And  »sa:,h  away  our  stains — 

e  In  the  dear  f  mntain,  that  his  Son, — 

Pour'd  from  ins  dying  veins. 

5  [Our  guilt  shall  vanish  all  away, 

Though  black  as  hell  before; 


Book  I. HYMN  10.  £61 

Our  sins  bhall  siuk  beneath  the  sea, 

And  shall  be  found  no  more. 
<J    And  lest  pollution  should  o'crspread 

Our  inward  pow'rs  again, 
His  spirit  shall  bedew  our  souls 

Like  purifying  rain.] 
d  7  Our  heart,  that  flinty, stubborn  thing", 

That  terrours  cannot  move, — 
That  fears  no  thre&t'hiQgs  of  his  wrath — 

Shall  be  dissolved  by  love. 
— 8  Or  he  can  take  the  flint  away, 

That  would  not  be  refin'd; 
An  1,  from  the  treasures  of  his  grace, 

Bestow  a  softer  mind. 
9  There  shall  his  sacred  Spirit  dwell, 

And  deep  engrave  his  law; 
And  ev'ry  motion  of  our  souls 

To  swift  obedience  draw. 
o  10  Thus  will  he  pour  salvation  down, 

And  we  shall  render  praise; 
*i  We — the  dear  people  of  his  love, 

And  He — ;ui"  God  of  grace. 

HYMN  10.    S.  M.    JSfavton.    St.  Thomas'*.     [*"] 

The  Blessedness  of  Gospel  Timet,  Tsu.  v,  3,  /,  8,  0,  10J 
Mc<tt.  xiii,  16,    17. 
1  "I TOW  beauteous  are  their  feet, 
-IX  Who  stand  on  Zion's  hill! 
Who  br;ng  salvation  on  their  tongues, 
And  words  of  peace  reveal! 
b       2  How  charming  is  their  voice! 

How  sweet  their  tidings  ai  e! 
o  "Zion,  behold  thy  Saviour — King, 

"Ho  reigns  and  triumphs  here!" 
o       3  How  happy  are  our  cars. 

That  hear  this  joyful  sound' — 
—Which  kings  and  prophets  waited  for, 

And  sought  but  never  found! 
o       4  Flow  blessed  are  our  eyes, 

Th  it  see  tins  lieav'nly  light! 
e  Prophets  and  kings  desir'd  ii 

Butdy'd  without  the  sight' 


£62 HYMN  11,  ig.  Book  f. 

o      5  The  watchmen  join  their  voice, 

And  tuneful  notes  employ; 
o  Jerusalem  breaks  forth  in  songs, 

And  desarts  learn  the  joy. 
g       6  The  Lord  makes  bare  his  arm, 

Tii rough  all  the  earth  abroad, 
Let  ev'ry  nation  now  behold 

Their  Saviour  and  their  God. 

HYMN  11.     L.  M      Old  Hundred.     [*] 
The  Sovereignty  of  Grace.    Luke  x,  21,  22. 

1  rjpilERi^  was  an  hour  when  Christ  rejoic'd, 

JL    And  spoke  his  joy  in  words  of  praise: 
"Father,  I  thank  thee,  mighty  God, 
"Lord  of  the  earth  and  heav'ris  and  seas. 

2  "I  thank  thy  sov'reign  pow'r  and  love, 
"That  crowns  my  doctrine  with  success; 
"And  makes  the  babes  in  knowledge  learn 
"The  heights, and  breadths,  and  lengths  of  grace. 

3  "But  aH  this  glory  lies  conceal'd 
"From  men  of  prudence  and  of  might; 
"The  prince  of  darkness  blinds  their  eyes; 
"And  their  own  pride  resists  the  light. 

4  "Father,  'tis  thus,  because  thy  will 
"Chose  and  ordain'd  it  should  be  so; 
"'Tis  thy  delight  t'  abase  the  proud, 
"And  lay  the  haughty  scorner  low. 

5  "There's  none  can  know  the  Father  right, 
"But  those  who  learn  it  from  the  Son;  , 
"Nor  can  the  Son  be  well  receiv'd, 

"But  where  the  Father  makes  him  known.'"5 

6  Then  let  our  souls  adore  our  God, 
Who  deals  his  graces  as  he  please; 
Nor  gives  to  mortals  an  account, 
Or  of  his  actions  or  decrees. 

HYMN  12     C.  M.     St.  Ann's.     [*] 
Free  Grace  in  revealing  Christ.     Luke  x,  21. 
1  [  TESUS  the  man  of  constant    grief, 

*l     A  mourner  all  his  days, — 
His  spirit  once  rejoic'd  aloud, 
And  turn'd  his  joy  to  praise. 


look  I. HYMN  U,a 

er,  I  thank  thy  wondrous  love, 
at  h  aW  reveal'd  thy  Son 
To  men  unlearned;  and  to  babes 
Has  made  tin  gospel  known, 

3  Thcniyst'rics  of  redeeming  grace 

e  hidden  from  the  wise; 
While  pride  and  carnal  reas'nings  j 

To  swell  and  blind  their  eyes." 
A  Thus  does  the  Lord  of  heav'n  and  eai 

His  great  decrees  fulfil; 
And  orders  all  his  works  of  grace, 

By  his  own  sov'reign  will.] 

HYMN  13.    L.  M.    Castl  ■  etre  -c.     [*] 

The  Son  of  God  incarnate.     La.  ix,  k2,  6,  7. 

1  [npHE  Ian  :ness  lay, 

JL    Now  have  beheld  aheav'nly  light; 

Nations  that  sat  in  death's  cold  shade, 

Are  bless'd  with  beams  divinely  bright. 
o  2  The  virgin's  promift'd  Son  is  born; 

Behold  the  expectetr^iild  appear! 

What  shall  his  names,  or  titles,  be? 

The  Wonderful,  the  Counsellor. 
d  3  (This  infant  is  the  mighty  God, 
ne  to  be  suckled  and  ador'd: 

Tu'  eternal  Father,  Prince  of  peace, 

The  Son  of  David,  and  hi*  Lord.) 
— 4  The  government  of  earth  and  seas 

Upon  his  shoulders  ghall  be  laid: 
g   His  wide  dominions  shall  increase, 

And  honours  to  his  name  be  paid. 
o  5  Jesus,  the  holy  Child,  shall  sit, 

High  on  his  father  David's  throne; — 

Shall  crush  his  foes  beneath  his  feet, 

And  reign  to  ages  yet  unknown.] 

HYMN  14.    L.  M.    Gloucester.    Weip 

Christ's  unchangeable  Lev  .     Etom.  riii,  S3,  fee. 

1  ~l\7*HO  shall  the  Lord's  elect  condemn? 

n     'Tis  God  who  justifies  their  SOttls; 
•\nd  mercy,  like  a  mighty  stream, 
r  al!  their  sins  divmelv  rolls. 


264  HYMN  15. Book  I. 

2  Who  shall  adjudge  the^saints  to  hell? 
'Tis  Christ  who  sufFer'd  in  their  stead; 
And  the  salvation  to  fulfil, 
Behold  him  rising  from  the  dead! 

3  He  lives!  he  lives!  and  sits  above, 
For  ever  interceding  there: 
Who  shall  divide  us  from  his  love, 
Or  what  should  tempt  us  to  despair? 

4  Shall  persecution,  or  distress, 
Famine,  or  sword,  or  nakedness? 
He,  who  hath  lov'd  us,  bears  us  through, 
And  makes  us  more  than  conqu'rors  too. 

5  Faith  has  an  overcoming  pow'r, 
It  triumphs  in  a  dying  hour: 
Christ  is  our  life,  our  joy,  cur  hope; 
Nor  can  we  sink  with  such  a  prop. 
Not  all  that  men  on  earth  can  do, 
Nor  pow'rs  on  high,  nor  pow'rs  below, 
Shall  cause  his  mercy  to  remove, 
Or  wean  our  hearts  fror^hrist  our  love. 

m       —  .  i  ..   ■     ■  ■  ^   ■  ■ 

HYMN  15.    L.  M.     Islington.     [*] 
Christ  our  Strength.    2  Cor.  xii,  7,9,  tO. 

1  [t|   ET  me  but  hear  my  Saviour  say, 

Xj  'Strength  shall  be  equal  to  the  day:' 
Then  I  rejoice  in  deep  distress; 
Leaning  on  all- sufficient  grace. 

2  I  glory  in  infirmity, 
That  Christ's  own  pow'r  may  rest  on  me; 
When  I  am  weak,  then  am  I  strong, 
Grace  is  my  shield,  and  Christ  my  song. 

3  I  can  do  all  things,  or  can  bear 
AU  sufferings  if  my  Lord  be  there; 
Sweet  pleasures  mingle  with  the  pains. 
While  nis  left  hand  my  head  sustains. 

4  But  if  the  Lord  be  once  withdrawn, 
And  we  attempt  the  work  alone; 
When  new  temptations  spring  and  rise, 
We  find  how  great  our  weakness  is. 

5  So  Sampson,  when  his  hair  was  lost. 
Met  the  Philistines  to  his  cost: 


k  L HYMN  16,  17,18, 

-•] 

HYMN  16.    i).»JU. 

i 

Jl.  Of  :  i  ient  line! 

e  His  natures  i  R 

— 2  .J, 

And  Offspi  ing,  is 

rnity  and  trmc  are  j 
In  uiuel's  nam 

i  who  comes  to  wretcl 
Wit  ,ii  heaven! 

the  highest  st; 
To  Christ  the  Lord  be  giv'n! 
— 4  Let  mortals  ne'er  rd  ice 

Til'  II  -Sanaa  on  their  tongues; 
o  Lest  rocks  and  stores  sh 
Theii  wgs- 


ViN  17.     C. 

tk.     1  Cor.  xv,  j 5,  kc. 

1   [4"h  FOR  an  overcoming  faith, 
v"  To  cheer  my  dying  hours; 

To  ti  iu  r  death, 

igluful  pOM 
0  2  Joyful,  \yith   ail  the  sticngth  I  1. 
quhr'ring  lips  should  ^n^, — 
'Where  i:,  tin     -  .  .  r/e? 

And  where  the  monster's  stii 
—3  If  sin  be  pardon \1,  I'm  secure; 
Dc^th  luts  no  sting 

4  V; 

Hut  Christ  ur. 
•  4  Now  to  th  ry, 

Im  tid; 

Who  n;  ors,  while  we  die, 

Through  Christ  our  living  head.] 

HYMN    18.    C.  M.    Canterbury.     [*]         ' 
in  the  Lord.    Bev.  >.iv,  la. 
I'D  EAR  what  th  mheav'nprocl 

1-*-  he  ploys  de 


\ HYMN  19,  20.  Book  I 

a  Sweet  is  the  savour  of  their  names, 

And  soft  their  sleeping  bed. 
— 2  They  die  in  Jesus,  and  are  bless'd; 
e      How  kind  their  slumbers  are! 
— From  sufferings,  and  from  sins  released, 

And  freed  from  ev'ry  snare, 
o  3  Far  from  this  world  of  toil  and  strife, 

They're  present  with  the  Lord; 
g  The  labours  of  iheir  mortal  life 

Erui  in  a  large  reward. 

HYMN   19.    C.  M.     Barby.  Zion.     [*] 
Simeon;  or,  happy  Death.     Luke  i,  '27,  &&. 
1  T  OKD,  at  thy  temple  we  appear, 

JLi     As  happy  Simeon  came; 
And  hope  to  meet  our  Saviour  here — 
O  make  our  joys  the  samei 
o  2  With  what  divine,  and  vast  delight, 
The  good  old  man  was  fill'd; 
When,  fondly  in  his  wkher'd  arms, 
He  clasp 'd  the  holy  Child. 
e  3  "Now  I  can  leave  this  world,"  he  cry'd; 
* 'Behold  thy  servant  dies: 
"I've  seen  thy  great  salvation,  Lord; 
"And  close  my  peaceful  eyes. 
o  4  "This  is  the  Light,  prepar'd  to  shine, 
"Upon  the  Gentile  lands; 
"Thine  Israel's  glory,  and  their  hope, 
"To  break  their  slavish  bands." 
—5  Jesus,  the  vision  of  thy  face 
Hath  overpowVing  charms! 
Scarce  shall  I  feel  death's  cold  embrace. 
If  Christ  ue  in  my  arms. 

6  Then,  while  ye  hear  my  heart-sitings  break, 

How  sweet  my  minutes  i 
A  mortal  paleness  on  my  cheek, 

And  glory  in  mv  soul! 

**—- ■ — , _ 

HYMN  20.    C.  M.     York.     [*] 
Spiritual  Apparel.    Isa.  I.\i,  10. 
o  1  [  A  WAKE,  m)  heart,  arise  my  tongue 
j\.   Prepare  a  tuneful  voice; 


Kockl.  HYMN  :1. 

In  God  the  life  of  all  my 
Aloud  will  I  rejoice. 

—2  Tw  be  adorhM  my  naked  smilv 
And  made  salvation  mine . 
I  rj)  na  poor  polluted  wornii 

He  m  ikes  his  graces  shine. 
3    Vnd  lest  the  shadow  of  a  spot 

Should  on  my  soul  be  found, 
Me  took  the  robe  the  Saviour  wrought, 
V:,d  cast  it  all  around. 
d4H        Far  the  heav'nly  robe  exceeds 
u  earthly  princes  wear! 
These  c  how  bright  they  shine* 

How  white  the  garments  are! 
— 5  The  spirit  wrought  by  faith  and  love, 
And  hope  in  cv'ry  grace; 
But  Jesus  spent  his  Ihe,  to  work 
The  robe  of  righteousness. 
e  G  Strangely,  my  soul,  art  thou  array M 
By  the  great  Sacred  Three! 
In  sweetest  harmony  of  praise. 
Let  all  thypow'rs  agree*] 

IIYMX  21.     CM.     York.     [*] 

Kingdom  of  Christ  among  .  \\i,  1,  2,  .  ■ 

*>  l  |    O,  what  a  glorious  sight  appeals, 
Ll    To  our  believing  eyes' 
The  earth  and  se:ws  are  pass'd  away, 
And  the  old  rolling  skit 
o  2  From  the  third  heav'n,  where  God  resides, 
That  holy,  happy  place, 
The  New  Jerusalem  conies  dc  • 
rn'd  with  shining  grace. 
—  ,    Attending  a  at  for  joj , 

And   he   i 
>  "Mortals,  behold  the  sacred  seat 

"Of  your  descending  Ki 
— 4  "The  God  of  glory,  down  to  u.    l 
"Removes  his  ble* 
iden,  the  d< 

. 


Book  I. 

i  "His  own  soft  hand  shall  wipe  the  tears, 

*From  c\  'ry  wee  ping  eye; 
"And  pahis,  and  groans,  and  griefs,  and  fears, 
"And  death  itself  shall  die/5 
. — 6  How  long,  dear  Saviour,  O  how  long, 

Shall  this  bright  hour  delay? 
U  Fly  swifter  ronnd,  ye  wheels  of  time, 
And  bring  the  welcome  day. 

Hymn  ?£,  23      Referred  To  "the  125///  J^ahn. 


HYMN  24.     L  M.     Bath,     [b] 
The  rich  Sinner  dying.  Ps.  xlix,6,9.  Ec.  viii,8.  Job.  iii,  14,15 

1  [T^S  vain  the  wealthy  mortals  toil, 

A  And  heap  their  shining  dust  in  vain; 
Look  down,  and  scorn  the  humble  poor, 
And  boast  their  lofty  hills  of  gain. 

2  Their  golden  cordials  cannot  easfe 
Their  pained  hearts,  or  aching  heads; 
Nor  fright   nor  bribe  approaching  death, 
From  glitt'ring  roofs,  and  downy  beds 

3  The  linghing.  the  unwilling  soul, 
The  dismal  summons  must  obey; 
And  bid  a  long,  a  sad  farewell, 

To  the  pale  lumps  of  lifeless  clay. 

4  Thence  they  are  huddled  to  the  grave, 
Where  kings  and  slaves  have  equal  thrones; 
Their  bones,  without  distinction,  lie 
Among  the  heaps  of  meaner  bones.] 

'■  he.  rest  referred  to  the  49th  Pzalm. 
25.    L.  Mi     O/iorto.     [*] 
A  Vision  of  the  Lamb.    Rev.  v,  6,  7,  8,  0. 
o  1     A  LL    nortal  vanities,  be  gone! 

l\  Nor  tempt  my  eyes,  nor  tire  my  ears; 
e  Bel  old,  amidst  th'  eternal  throne, 

A  virion  of  the  Lamb  appearsl 
—      [vilory  his  fleecy  robe  adorns, 

rk'd  with  the  bloody  death  he  bore; 
:  arc  ms  eyes,  and  sev'n  ids  horns, 
To  speak  his  wisdom,  and  his  pow'r. 
e  3  Lo,  he  receives  a  sealed  book 
From  Him  who  sits  upon  the  throne; 


Book  f.  HYMN  26. 

j  ■  as,  my  Lord,  prevails  to  \ 
( )n  dark  decrees,  and  thin  js  unkn< 
—  I   AH# the  assembling  saints    i 
iU  Worshipping  befoi 
And,  in  new 
Address  their  honours  to  his  name. 

v,  the  shout,  the  harmony — 
everlasting  hil 
0  "Worthy  art  Thou  alone,"  they  cry, 

"To  read  the  hook,  to  loose  the  seals." 
o  6  Oar  voices  join  the  heav'nly  strain; 
i  with  transporting  pleasure  sing, 
■    Worth  ■ 

•  Teacher  and  our  A 
7   [li;s  words  of  prophecy  reveal 

•rnal  counsels — dec])  desig 
His  grace  and  vengeance  shall  fulfil 
The  peaceful  and  the  dreadful  lines: — J 
o  8  Thou  has:  redeem'd  our  souls  from  h 
With  thine  invaluable  bl 
And  wretches,  who  did 
V.     now  made  fav'rites  ot  tin  ir  God. 
g  9  VI  rd, 

\Y. 

ne. 


[N  26.    C.  .-..     •    . 
Hope  of  Hi  I  Pet.  i, 

•  1  ll4^1 '"  '  '•  *od, 

if  The  Fath 
Be  I 

i  [is  n  .  >r'd. 

1 

pe, 

hat  though 

Our  ft< 


£70  HYMN  87,  88.  Book  I. 

o  4  There's  an  inheritance  divine, 
Reserv'd  against  that  day; 
'Tis  uncorfupted,  undehTd, 

And  cannot  waste  away. 

g  o  Saints,  by  the  pow'r  of  God  are  kept, 

'Till  the  salvation  come: 
e  We  w  alk  by  faith,  as  strangers  here, 
o       'Till  Christ  shall  call  us  heme. 

HYMN  2/.    CM.     St.  Paul's.    [*] 
A  Saint  prepared  to  die.     2.  Tim.  iv,  6,  7,  8,  18. 
1  (1~4EATH  may  dissolve  my  body  now, 

jlJ  And  bear  my  spirit  home! 
Why  do  my  m mutes  move  so  slow, 
Nor  mj  salvation  come? 
o  2  With  hcav'nly  weapons,  I  have  fought 
The  battles  of  the  Lord; 
Finish 'd  my  course,  and  kept  the  faith, — 
And  wait  the  sure  reward.) 
— 3  God  has  laid  op  in  heav'n,  fur  me, 

A  crown  which  cannot  fade; 
e  The  righteous  Judge,  at  that  great  day, 

Shall  place  it  on  my  head. 
—4  Nor  has  the  King  of  grace  decreed 
This  prize  for  me  alone; 
But  all  who  love,  and  long  to  see 
Th'  appearance  of  his  Son. 
o  5  Jesus  the  Lord  shall  guard  me  safe, 
From  ev'ry  ill  design; 
And  to  his  heav'nly  kingdom  take 
This  feeble  soul  of  mine. 
g  6  God  is  my  everlasting  aid, 
And  hell  shall  rage  in  vain; 
To  him  be  highest  glory  ] 
And  endless  praise.     .'■    -  '  •  , 


HYMN  28.     C    M.     [*] 
7V«c  Triumph  ofCfiiiisT.     Isa.  lxiii,  1,  2,  S,  he. 

1  PjM7"HAT  mighty  man,  or  mighty  God, 
u  ?  ▼     Comes  trav-' 

Along  the  Idumean  roa  I, 
Away  from  Bozrah's  gate! 

2  The  gl  vy  of  his  ft  bes  procl 
'Tis  some  victorious  king: 


Hook  I.  HYMN  29. 


i  the  Just,  th'  Almighty  One, 
Who  your  salvation  brii 

3  Why,  mighty  Lord,  thy  saints  inquire, 

Why  thine  apparel  red? 
And  all  thy  vesture &tara'd  like  those, 

Who  in  the  wine-press  tread? 
"I  by  myself  have  trod  the  press, 
And  crush'd  my  foes  alone; 

.  rath  has  struck  the  rebels  dead, 
M)  fury  stamp'd  them  down. 
5  Tis  Edom's  blood  that  dyes  my  robes. 
With  joyful  scarlet  stains; 

triumph  that  my  raiment  wears 
om  their  bleeding  veins. 
hus  shall  the  nations  be  destroy'd, 
it  dari  insult  m\ 
I  have  an  arm  t'  avenge  their  wrongs, 
An  ear  for  their  complaints."] 


HYMN  29.     CM.     [*] 
The  Ruin  of  Antichrist.     Vcr.  4,  5,  6,  7. 

1   [""■"  LIFT  my  banner,  saith  the  Lord, 
J   Where  Antichrist  has  stood; 
I  ices 
a  iield  of  blood. 
Lit  has  studied  just  revenge^ 
And  now  the  day  appears; 

of  my  redeem'd  is  come, 
To  wipe  away  their  tears. 
;>  Quite  weary  is  my  patience  grown, 

And  bids  my  fur} 
Swift  ttning  it  shall  move, 

A!:d  be  as  fat;, 

for  helpers,  but  in  vain: 
Then  has  my  gospel  d< 
Well,  mine  might  enough, 

To  crush 

5  Slaughter,  and  my  de>  ord, 

Sha 

shall  rial  beneath  m 
And 


£72  HYMN  50,  Sfi.  liook  L 

6  Thy  honours,  O  victorious  King! 

Thine  own  right  hand  shall  raise; 
While  we  thy  awful  vengeance  sing, 

And  our  Deliverer  praise.] 

1  HYMN  30.     L.  M.     Blendon    [b*;] 

Prayer  ftr  Deliverance  heard.     Isa.  xxvi,  8 — 20. 

1  ~|"N  thine  own  ways,  O  God  of  love, 
X  We  wait  the  visits  of  thy  grace; 

Our  souls  desire  is  to  thy  name, 

And  the  remembrance  of  thy  face. 
e  2  My  thoughts  are  searching.  Lord,  for  thee, 

'Mongst  the  black  shades  of  lonesome  night; 

My  earnest  cries  salute  the  skies, 

Before  the  dawn  restore  the  light. 
o  3  Look  how  rebellious  men  deride 

The  tender  patience  of  my  God; 
€  But  they  shall  see  thy  lifted  hand, 

And  feel  the  scourges  cf  thy  rod. 
d  4  Hark!  the  Eternal  rends  the  sky, 

A  mighty  voice  before  him  goes:    . 
b  A  voice  of  music  to  his  friends; 
U  But  threat 'ning  thunder  to  his  foes. 
e  5  'Come,  children,  to  your  Father's  arms, 

Hide  in  the  chambers  of  my  grace; 
o  'Till  the  fierce  storms  be  overblown, 

And  my  revenging  fury  cease/ 
d  6    ['My  sword  shall  boast  its  thousands  slain, 

And  drink  the  blood  of  haughty  kings; 

While  heavenly  peace  around  my  flock 

Stretches  its  soft  and  shady  wings/] 

Hymn  31.     Referred  to  the  1st  Psalm, 

HYMN  3*.     C.  M.     funbridge.  [*] 

■thjran  Heaven.    Isa.  xl,  27,  28,  29,  30. 
^MTHl&NCE  (i<)  our  mournful  tho'ts  ai 
T  ▼     And  where's  our  courage  fled? 
Has  restless  sin,  and  raging  hell, 
Struck  all  our  comforts  dead? 

2  Have  we  forgot  th'  Almighty  Name, 
That  form'd  the  earth  and  ,. 

And  can  an  all  creating  arm 
Grow  weary  ar  decay? 


h HYM 

I  lor'w  of  ev<  rtast 
In  our  Jehovah  dwell; 

gives  the  conquest  to  the 
And  treads  their  fo( 
c  4  Merc  mortal  pow'rs  shall  fade  and  d 

And  youthful  vigour  cei 
o  But  we  who  wait  upon  the  Lord, 
Shall  fee!  our  strength  h 
5  The  saints  sh  ill  mount  on  eagles'  wing 

And  taste  the  promis'd  I 
''Till  their  unwearied  feet  an  i 
"  is.] 

H  v :  i :.  .     Re/erred  to  Psalms 

121,  124,  67,  73,  90,  and  84. 

Vljtf  .39.     CM.     Zion.     [*] 
God's  tender  Care  oj  his  Church.    Isa.  xlix,  15,  14,  &c. 
o  1  ]^"OW  shall  my  inward  joys  arise, 

1.1    And  burst  into  a  song; 
\lmighty  Love  inspires  my  heart, 

And  pleasures  tune  my  tongue. 
— 2  God  on  his  thirsty  Zion's  hill 

Some  mercy-drops  has  thrown; 
o  And  solemn  oaths  have  bound  his  love, 

To  shower  salvation  down. 

Why  do  we  then  indulge  our  fears, 

Suspicions,  and  complaints? 
— Is  he  a  Gpd?  and  shall  his  grace, 

Grow  weary  of  his  saints? 
a  4  Can  a  kind  woman  e'er  forget 

The  infant  of  her  womb? 
And,  'mongst  a  thousand  tender  tho'ts, 

Her  suckling  have  no  room? 
— 5  "Yet,"  saith  the  Lord,  "should  natui 

44 And  mothers  monsters  pn 
o  "Zion  still  dwells  upon  the  heart 

"Of  everlasting  Love, 
g  G  "Deep  on  the  palms  of  both  my  hi  i 

441  ha\  e  enj  r  n  V.  he  r  name: 
MMy  hands  shall  raise  her  ruin'd  v 

"And  build  her  broken  frame." 


gM  HYMN  40, 41.  Book  I- 

HYMN  40.    L.  M.    M-tj  court.    [*] 
Sai?its  hi  Ueaven.     Rev.  vii,  13 — 15,  Sec. 
b  1  "V1THAT  happy  men,  or  angels,  these — 

▼  ▼     That  all  their  robes  are  spotless  white! 


lat  all  their  robes  are  spotless  white! 
Whence  did  this  glorious  troop  arrive, 
At  the  pure  realms  of  heavenly  light? 

e  2  From  tort'ring  racks,  and  burning  fires, 
And  seas  of  their  own  blood,  they  came: 
But  nobler  blood  has  wash'd  their  robes, 
Flowing  from  Christ  the  dying  Lamb, 

g  3  Now  they  approach  th'  Almighty  throne, 
With  loud  hosannas  night  and  day; 
Sweet  anthems  to  the  great  Three-One, 
Measure  their  bless'd  eternity. 

o  4  No  more  shall  hunger  pain  their  souls; 
He  bids  their  parching  thirst  be  gone; 
And  spreads  the  shadow  of  his  wings, 
To  screen  them  from  the  scorching  sun, 
5  The  Lamb,  who  fills  the  middle  throne, 
Shali  shed  around  his  milder  beams; 
There  shall  they  feast  on  his  rich  love, 
And  drink  full  joys  from  living  streams. 

g  6  Thus  shall  their  mighty  bliss  renew, 
Thro'  the  vast  round  of  endless  years; 

c  And  the  soft  hand  of  sovereign  grace 
Heals  all  their  wounds,  and  wipes  their  tears. 

HYMN  41.     CM.     Zion.     [*] 
The  Martyrs  glorified.    Rev.  vii,  13,  &c. 

<?1  ["PT^HESE  glorious  ninds,how  bright  they  shine1 
JL    Whence  all  their  white  array; 
How  came  they  to  die  happy  seats 
Of  everlasting  day." 
J  2  From  tort'ring  pains  to  endless  joys, 
On  fiery  wheels  they  rode; 
And  strangely  wash'd  their  raiment  white, 
In  Jesus'  dying  blood. 
— 3  Now  they  approach  a  spotless  God, 
And  bow  before  his  throne; 
Their  warbling  harps,  and  sacred  songs, 
Adore  the  Holy  One. 


Bonk  I:  HYMN  4fc  

g  4  The  unveil'd  glories  or"  Ins  face 
Amongst  his  saints  ; 
While  the  rich  treasures  of  hii  grace 
Sec  all  their  wants  supply'd. 
—5  Tormenting  thirst  snail  leave  their  soyl 
And  hunger  tlee  as  fast; 
The  fruit  of  life's  immortal  t 
Shall  be  their  sweet  repast. 
o  G  The  Lamb  shall  lead  his  heav'uly  fl 
Where  living  fountains  rise; 
And  love  divine  shall  wipe  away 
The  sorrows  of  their  e\  es.] 


HYMN  42.    C.  M.     [*] 
Divine  Wrath  Nahnm,  i,  1, 9,  3,  &c, 

1  [  4  DORE  and  tremble,  for  our  God 

a.  jL  Is  a  * consuming Jirel 

His  jealous  eyes  with  wrath  inflame, 
And  raise  his  vengear.ee  higher. 

2  Almighty  vengeance,  how  it  burns; 
How  bright  his  fury  glows' 

Vast  magazines  of  plagues  and  storms, 

Lie  treasur'd  for  his  foes. 
]  Those  heaps  of  wrath,  by  slew  degrees,, 

Axe  1     t1  Lme; 

But  kindled,  oh!  how  fierce  they  blaze! 

And  rend  all  nature's  frame. 
it  iiis  approach  Hwe  mountains  flee, 

And  seek  a  wat'ry  gravej 
The  frighted  sea  makes  haste  away, 

And  shrinks  up  ev'ry  wa\  e. 
5  Thro'  the  wide  air  the  weighty 

Are  swift  as  hail- stones  hurl'd: 
Who  dares  engage  his  fiery  rage, 

That  shakes  the  solid  woi  Id? 

;hty  God!  thy  sovVeign  gi 

Sits  regent  on  the  throne; 

ot  thy  chosen  race, 
When  wrath  a 

and  shall  on  rebellious  kii 
A  her)  tempest  po 
While 


276  HYMN  45,  48.  Book  I. 

Hymn  43.    Referred  to  the  lOOih  Psalm. 
Hymn  44.    lief  erred  to  the  133d  Psalm. 

HYMN  45.     C.  M.     [*] 
77*  e  Zrt*i  Judgment,    Rer.  xx,  5,  6,  7,  8. 

1  [QKii,  where  the  great  incarnate  God 

£5  Tills  a  majestic  throne; 
While,  from  the  skies,  his  awful  voice 
Bears  the  List  judgment  down. 

2  (t4I  am  the  First,— and  I  the  Last,- 
Through  endless  years  the  same; 

]  AM — is  ray  memorial  still, 
And  my  eternal  name. 

3  Such  favours  as  a  God  can  give, 
My  royal  grace  bestows; 

Ye  thirsty  souls,  come  taste  the  streams, 
Where  life  and  pleasure  flows.) 

4  (The  saint  who  triumphs  o'er  his  sij 
I'll  own  him  for  a  son; 

The  whole  creation  shall  reward 
The  conquests  he  has  won. 

5  But  bloody  hands,  and  hearts  unclean, 
And  all  the  lying  race, — 

The  faithless  and  the  scoffihg  crew, 
That  spurn  at  offer'd  grace; — ■ 

6  They  shall  be  taken  from  my  sight, 
Bound  fast  in  iron  chains, 

And  Headlong  plung'd  into  the  lake, 
Where  fire  and  darkness  reigns.") 

7  O  may  I  stand  before  the  Lamb, 
When  earth  arid  seas  are  fled! 

And  hear  the  Judge  pronounce  my  name. 
With  blessings  on  my  head. 

8  May  I  with  those  for  ever  dwell, 
Who  here  were  my  delight; 

While  sinners,  banish' d  down  to  hell, 
No  more  offend  ray  sight,] 
Hymns  46  47.     Referred  to  Psalm  1 48,  and  P§.  3. 

HYMN  48.     L.  M.     Xmtwich.     Leeds.         [*J 

The  Christian  Race.     Isa.  xl,  28 — 31. 
3      A  WAKE,  our  souls!  (away  our  fears, 
j\  Let  ev'ry  trembling  thought  be  gone;) 


Book  I. HYMN  49. 277 

o  Awake,  and  run  the  heav'nly  race, 

And  put  a  cheerful  courage  on. 
e  2  True,  tis  a  strait  and  thoi  \\y  road, 

And  mortal  spirits  tire  and  faint; 
— But  they  forget  the  mighty  God, 

Who  feeds  the  strength  of  ev'rv  saint. 
g  3  The  mighty  God,  whose  matchless  pow'r, 

Is  ever  new,  and  ever  young; 

And  firm  endures,  while  endless  years 

Their  everlasting  circle?  run. 
o  4  From  thee,  the  overflowing  spring, 

Our  soul  shall  diink  a  full  supply; 
c  While  such  as  trust  their  native  strength, 
a  Shall  melt  away,  and  droop,  and  die. 
o  5  Swift  as  an  eagle  cuts  the  air, 

We'll  mount  aloft  to  thine  abode; 

On  wings  of  love  our  souls  shall  fly, 

Nor  tire  amidst  the  heav'nly  road. 

HYMN  49.    CM.    Arundel.     [*] 
Jforks  of  Moses,  and  of  the  Lamb.     Rev.  xv,  3. 

1  [1IOW  strong  thine  arm  is,  mighty  God' 

JLi  Who  would  not  fear  thy  name? 
Jesus,  how  sweet  thy  graces  are' 
Who  would  not  love  the  Lamb?] 

2  Christ  has  done  more  than  Moses  did. 
Our  Prophet,  and  our  King: 

From  bonds  of  hell  he  freed  our  Sol 
And  taught  our  lips  to  sing. 

3  In  the  Red  Sea,  by  Moses'  hand, 
The  Egyptian  host  was  drown'd: 

But  his  own  blood  hides  all  our  sins, 
And  guilt  no  more  is  found. 

4  When  thro'  the  desert  Israel  wen 
With  manna  they  were  fed: 

Our  Lord  invites  us  *o  his  f 
And  calls  it  living  bread. 
t  5  Moses  beheld  the  promis'd  land. 

Yet  never  reach'd  *' 
o  But  Christ  shall  bring  his  f< 
To  see  his  father's  c- ice 
24 


278  HYMN  50,  51.  B.ook  I. 

s  6    then  ^hali  our  love  and  joy  be  full, 
And  feel  a  warmer  flame; 
And  sweeter  voices  tune  the  song 
Of  Moses  and  the  Lamb. 

HYMN  50.     C.  M.     Bethlehem.     [*] 
Song  of  Zaeharisis.     Luke  i,  68,  &c.     John  i,  29,  3C. 

1  "VTOW  be  the  God  of  Israel  ble-s'd, 
J3I    Who  makes  his  truth  appear; 

His  mighty  hand  fulfils  his  word, 
And  all  the  oaths  he  sware. 

2  Now  he  bedews  old  David's  root. 
With  blessings  from  the  skies: 

o  He  makes  the  Branch  of  promise  grow, 
The  promis'd  Horn  arise. 

3  [John  was  the  prophet  of  the  Lord, 
To  go  before  his  face; 

The  herald,  whom  our  Saviour  God 
Sent  to  prepare  his  ways. 

4  He  makes  the  great  salvation  known,  / 
He  speaks  of  pardon'd  sins; 

While  grace  divine,  and  heav'nly  love. 
In  its  own  glory  shines. 

5  "Behold  the  Lamb  of  God,"  he  cries, 
Who  takes  our  guilt  away: 

I  saw  the  Spirit  o'er  his  head, 

On  his  baptizing  day.''] 
o  6  Be  ev'ry  vale  exalted  high; 

Sink,  ev'ry  mountain  low: 
e  The  proud  must  stoop,  and  humble  souls 

Shall  his  salvation  know. 
o  7  The  heathen  realms,  with  Israel's  land. 

Shall  join  in  sweet  accord; 
And  all  that's  born  of  man  shall  see,     * 

The  glory  of  the  Lord. 
o  8  Behold  the  morning  S  ar  ' 

Ye  that  in  darkivess  sit: 
— He  marks  tltt  patn  that  leads  to  peace, 

And  guides  our  doubtful  feet 

u7yTs~T~.   s755 ' "77 ~~~      [*] 

Pi*eserri?!j>'  Grace.    Jrfde  •.  i 
1    rp-O  (i<    I,  t    e  on  ;.    '■- 


I 


Our  Saviour,  and  our  King, 


Book  T.  HYMN  52. 

Let  all  the  saints  below  the  skies 
Their  humble  praises  bring. 

2  'Tis  his  almighty  love, 
His  counsel  and  his  care, 

Preserves  us  safe  from  sin  and  death, 
And  ev'ry  hurtful  snare. 

3  He  will  present  our  souls, 
UnMemish'd  and  complete, 

Before  the  glory  of  his  fact-, 
With  joys  divinely  great. 

4  Then  all  the  chosen  seed 
Shall  meet  around  the  throne: 

Shall  bless  the  conduct  of  his  grace, 
And  make  his  wonders  knowli. 

5  To  our  Redeemer  God 
Wisdom  with  pow'r  belongs; 

Immortal  crowns  of  majesty, 
And  everlasting  songs* 

HYMN  52.    L.M.     Tunbridge.    [*] 

Jiapti.wi.    Mutt.  KXviii,  10.    Acts  ii,  SB. 

1  Til  WAS  the  commission  of  our  Lord, 

JL    (wo,  teach  the  nations,  and  ba[itizj: 
The  nations  have  recciv'd  the  word, 
Since  he  ascended  to  tire  skies. 

2  He  sits  upon  th'  eternal  hills, 
With  grace  and  pardon  in  his  hands; 
And  sends  his  covenant,  with  the  seals, 
To  bless  the  distant  christian  lands. 

3  "Repent,  and  be  baptiz'd,"  he  saith, 
"For  the  remission  of  your  sins;" 
And  thus  our  sense  assists  our  faith, 
And  shews  us  what  his  gospel  means. 

4  Our  souls  he  washes  in  his  blood, 
A^  water  makes  the  body  clean; 
And  the  good  Spirit  from  our  God 
Descends,  like  purifying  rain. 

5  Thus  we  engage  ourselves  to  thee. 
And  seal  our  eo\  nant  with  the  Lord; 
()  may  the  great  Eternal  Three, 

In  hcav'n  our  solemn  vows  rea 


2S0 HYMN  5S,  54,  Book  T. 

HYMN  53.    L.M.  Green's.   [*] 

The   Holy  Scriptures.    Heb.  i,  f .    2  Tim.  iii,  15,  16.     Ps. 

cxlvii,  19,  20. 

1   [f^OD,  who  in  various  methods  told 
"  H;s  mind  and  will  to  s  lints  of  old, 

Sent  his  own  Son,  with  truth  and  grace, 

To  teach  us  in  these  latter  days, 
o  2  Our  nation  reads  the  written  word, 

That  book  of  life,  that  sure  record; 

The  bright  inheritance  of  heav'n, 

Is  by  the  sweet  conveyance  giv'n. 
e  3  God's  kindest  tho'ts  are  here  exprest. 

Able  to  make  us  wise  and  blest; 

The  doctrines  are  divinely  true, 

Fit  for  reproof  and  comfort  too. 
—4  Ye  people  al',  who  read  his  love* 

In  long  epistles  from  above, — 

(He  hath  not  sent  his  sacred  word 
©  To  ev'ry  land)  praise  ye  the  Lord.] 

HYMN  54.    L.M.     Quercy.  Leeds.     [*] 
Saints  beloved  in  Chktst.  Eph.  L,  S,  &c. 

1  TESUS,  we  bless  thy  Father's  name; 
•J    Thy  God  and  ours  is  one,  the  same; 

What  heav'nly  blessifigs,  from  his  throne, 
Flow  down  to  sinners  through  his  Son! 

2  "Christ  be  my  first  Elect,"  he  said; 
Then  chose  our  souls  in  Christ  our  Head; 
Before  he  gave  the  mountains  birth, 

Or  laid  foundations  for  the  earth. 

3  Tli us  did  eternal  love  begin, 
To  raise  us  up  from  death  and 

Our  characters  were  then  decreed,  — 
Blameless  in  lovey  a  holy  seed. 

4  Predestinated  to  be  sons, 

Born  by  degrees,  but  chose  at  once; 
A  new  regenerated  race, 
To  praise  the  glory  of  his  grace. 
o  5  With  Christ,  our  Lord,  we  share  a  part 
In  the  affections  of  his  heart; 
Nor  shall  our  souls  be  thence  remov'd, 
Till  he  forgets  his  First  Belov'd. 


look  I.  HYMN  55,  66.  281 

HYMN  55.     CM.     [*] 

Sicklies:;  and  Recovery.     Isa.  xxxviii,  9,  he. 

1  [XM7HEN  we  arc  rais'd  from  deep  distress, 

?  ▼     Our  God  deserves  a  song; 
\Vc  take  a  pattern  of  our  praise, 
From  Hezekiah's  tongue. 

2  The  gates  of  the  devouring  grave 

open'd  wide  in  vain; 
If  he  that  holds  the  keys  of  death, 
Commands  them  fast  again. 

3  Pains  of  the  flesh  are  wont  t'  abuse 
Our  minds  with  slavish  fears; — 

"Our  da\  s  are  past,  and  we  shall  lose 
The  remnant  of  our  years." 

4  We  chatter,  with  a  swallow's  voice, 
Or  Like  a  dove  We  mourn; 

With  bitterness,  instead  of  joys, 
Afflicted  and  forlorn. 

5  Jehovah  speaks  the  healing  word, 
And  no  disease  withstands; 

Fevers  and  plagues  obey  the  Lord, 
And  By  at  his  commands. 

6  li'  half  the  strings  of  life  should  break, 
IK-  can  our  frame  restore; 

nr  sins  behind  his  back, 
And  they  arc  found  no  m< 


HYMN  56.    CM.    Bedford.     [*] 
Th*  Song  of  Muses  and  the  Lamb.    Key.  xv,  3,  and 
19j  a/i//xvii,  0. 

1  "l%f  L  »ng  the  glories  of  thy  loi 

?  ▼     Wo  sound  thv  dreadful  name; 
The  Christian  exarch  umt(-s  tlie  K»gs 
VIoses  and  the  l^amb. 

2  Great  God,  how  wonuvous  .u-e  ft 

Thi  <w  Lorc^ 

I  low  just  and  true  thy  ways! 

3  \\  to  fear  thy  name, 
Or  worship  at  thy  thron< 

Thy  judgments  speak  thy  holiness, 
Through  all  the  nation*  known. 


2S2 HYMN  57. Book  L 

4  Great  Babylon,  that  rules  the  earth, 

Drunk  with  the  martyrs'  bloou, — 
Her  crimes  shall  speedily  awake 

The  fury  of  our  God. 
e  5  The  cup  of  wrath  is  ready  mix'd, 

And  she  must  drink  the  dregs; 
Strong  is  the  Lord,  her  sov'reign  Judge, 

And  shall  fulfil  the  plagues. 

HYMN  57.     C.  M.     Plymouth,     [b] 

Adam,  First  and  Sec9nd.     Rom.  v,  12,  &c.     Psalm  li,  5. 

Job  xiv,  4. 

e  1  "DACKWARD,  with  humble  shame  we  look 

.li  On  our  original; 
p  How  is  our  nature  dash'd,  and  broke, 

In  our  first  father's  fall! 
e  2  To  all  that's  good,  averse  and  blind, 

And  prone  to  all  that's  ill; 
What  dreadful  darkness  veils  our  mine' 

How  obstinate  our  will! 
p  3  Conceiv'd  in  sin,  (O  wretched  state) 

Before  we  draw  our  breath, 
The  first  young  pulse  begins  to  beat 

Iniquity  and  death. 

4  How  strong  in  our  degenerate  blood 
The  old  corruption  reigns! 

And  mingling  with  the  crooked  flood, 
Wanders  through  all  our  veins! 

5  [Wild  and  unwholesome,  as  the  root, 
Will  all  the  branches  be: 

How  can  we  hope  for  living  fruit, 
From  such  a  deadly  tree? 

6  What  mortal  pow'r,  from  things  uncles n. 
Can  pure  productions  K*ng? 

Who  can  command  a  »*tal  stream, 
From  an  infected  spring?] 

7  Yet,  mighty  God,  thy  wondrous  love, 

Can  make  our  nature  clean; 
White  Christ,  and  grace,  prevail  above 
The  tempter,  death,  and  sin. 
o  8  The  Second  Adam  shall  restore 
The  ruins  of  the  first; 


Book  L         HYMN  58,  59,  ftO. 

o  Hosanna  to  that  sovereign  pow'r, 
That  new  creates  our  dust. 

HYMN  58.    L.M.    Leeds.    I*] 

Michael's  Jf'ar  with  the  Dragon.     Rev.  xii,  7. 

1  [  |    ET  mortal  tongues  attempt  to  sing 

.Li  The  Avars  of  heav'n,  when  Michael  stood 
Chief  gen'ral  of  th'  eternal  King, 
And  fought  the  battles  of  our  God. 

2  Against  the  Dragon  and  his  host, 
The  armies  of  the  Lord  prevail; 

In  rain  they  rage,  in  vain  they  boast, 
Their  courage  sinks,  their  weapons  fail. 

3  Down  to  the  earth  was  Satan  thrown; 
Down  to  the  earth  his  legions  fell: 
Then  was  the  trump  ot  triumph  blown, 
And  shook  the  dreadful  deeps  of  hell. 

4  Now  is  the  hour  of  darkness  past, 
Christ  has  assum'd  his  reigning  pow'r; 
Behold  the  great  Accuser  cast 
Down  from  the  skies,  to  rise  no  more, 

5  Twas  by  thy  blood,  Immortal  Lamb* 
Thine  armies  trod  the  Tempter  down: 
'Twas  by  thy  word,  and  pow'rful  Wan 
They  gain'd  the  battle,  and  renown. 

6  Rejoice,  ye  heav'ns;  let  ev'ry  star 
Shine  with  new  glories  round  the  sky: 
Saints,  while  ye  sing  the  heav'nly  war, 
"Raise  your  Deliv'rer's  name  on  high.] 

"  HYMN  59.     L.  M.     Blendon.     [*] 

Babylon  fallen.     Rev.  xviii,  20,  21. 

1  IX  Gabriel's  hand,  a  mighty  stone 
X  Lies — :i  fair  tvpe  of  Babylon: 

c  '♦Prophets  rejoice,  and  all  j 

uGod  shall  avenge  :,cmr  long  complaints." 

2  He  said,  — and  dreadful  as  he  %tood, 
©  lie  sunk  the  mill-stone  in  the  fioo 

o  "Thus  terribly  shall  Babel   fall, 

e  "Thus — and  no  more  be  found  at  all." 


HYMN  60.     L.  M.     7) 
Ma 
1  |  ||l'K  souls  shall 
"_J  In  ( 


284  HYMN  61, Book  I. 

While  we  repeat  the  Virgin's  song, 
May  whe  same  Spirit  tunc  our  voice. 

2  [The  Highest  saw  her  low  estate, 
And  mighty  things  his  hand  hath  done; 
His  overshad'wing  pow'r  and  grace 
Make  her  the  mother  of  his  Son. 

3  Let  ev'rv  nation  call  her  bless'd, 
And  endless  years  prolong  her  fame: 
But  God  alone  must  be  ador'd; 
Holy  and  rev'rend  is  his  name.] 

4  To  those  who  fear  and  trust  the  Lord, 
His  mercy  stands  for  ever  sure: 

From  age  to  age  his  promise  lives, 
And  the  performance  is  secure. 

5  He  spake  to  Abra'am  and  his  seed, 
"In  thee  shall  all  the  earth  be  bless'd:" 
The  mem'ry  of  that  ancient  word, 
Lay  long  in  his  eternal  breast. 

o  6  But  now  no  more  shall  Israel  wait; 

No  more  the  Gentiles  lie  forlorn: 
e  Lo,  the  Desire  of  nations  comes; 

Behold,  the  promis'd  Seed  is  born! 

"  HYMN  61.    L.M.Leeds:     [*] 

Christ,  our  Priest  and  King.    Rev.  i,  5 — 7. 

1  "VTOW  to  the  Lord,  who  makes  us  know 
Jl^I    The  wonders  of  his  dying  love, 

Be  humble  honours  paid  below, 
o  And  strains  of  nobler  praise  above. 
— 2  'Twas  he,  who  cleans'd  our  foulest  sins; 

And  waslvd  us  in  his  richest  blood; 

'Tis  he,  who  makes  us  priests  and  kings. 

And  brings  us  rebels  near  to  God. 
o  3  To  Jesus,  our  atoning  Priest, 

To  Jesus,  our  superior  King, 

Be  everlasting  pow'r  ccnfess'd, 

And  ev'ry  tongue  his  glory  sing. 
c  4  Behold,  on  flying  clouds  he  cornes, 

And  ev'ry  eye  shall  see  him  move! 
e  Tho'  with  our  sins  we  pierc'd  him  once, 
o  Then  he  displays  his  p  i  >ve. 

e  v5  The  unbelieving  world  shall  wail, 
o  While  we  rejoice  to  see  the  day: 


Hook  I.  HYMN  62,63.  ZM 

.ac,  Lord,  nor  let  thy  promise  fail, 
Nor  let  thy  chariot  long  delay. 

HYMN  62.    C.  M.     Christmas.     Devizes. 

The  Lamb  of  God  Worshipped.    Rev.  v,  11— 13. 

1  riOMK  let  us  join  oar  cheerful  son 

\J  With  angels  round  the  throne; 
o  Ten  thousand  thousand  are  their  tongues, 
But  all  their  joys  are  one. 

2  Worthy  the  Lamb  that  died,  they  d 
To  be  exalted  thus: 

— Worthy  the  Lamb,  our  lips  reply, 

For  he  was  slain  for  us. 
o  3  Jesus  is  worthy  to  receive 

Honour  and  pow'r  divine; 
And  blessings,  more  than  we  can  give; 

Be,  Lord,  for  ever  thine. 
o  4  Let  all  who  dwell  above  the  sky, 

And  air  and  earth  and  seas, 
u  Conspire  to  lift  thy  glories  high, 

And  speak  thine  endless  praise. 
g  5  The  whole  creation  join  in  one, 

To  bless  the  sacred  name, 
Of  him  who  sits  upon  the  throne, 

And  to  adore  the  La 

HYMN  63.     L.  M.     O/iorto.     [*] 

Chmst's  Humiliation  and  Exaltation,     Rev.  v,  IS. 
e  1  "VM7HAT  equal  honours  shall  we  bring, 
▼  »     To  thee,  O  Lord  our  God,  the  Lamb; 

When  all  the  notes  that  angels  sing, 

Are  far  inferior  to  thy  name? 
— 2  Worthy  is  He,  who  once  was  slain, 

The  Prince  of  Life,  who  groan'd  and  died 
o  Worthy  to  rise,  and  live,  and  reign 

At  his  Almighty  Father's  side. 
— 3  Pow'r  and  dominion  are  his  due, 
c  Who  stood  COndeirin'd  at  Pilate's  bar; 
—  Wisdom  belongs  to  Jesus  too, 
e  Tho'  he  was  bharg'd  with  mac  n  s  there. 
— 4  All  riches  are  his  native  right, 
c  Yet  he  SQStain'd  amazing  loss, 


286 HYMN  64,  65.  Book  I. 

o  To  him  ascribe  eternal  might, 

— Who  le*t  his  weakness  on  the  cross. 

o  5  Honour,  immortal,  must  be  paid, 

Instead  of  scandal  and  of  scorn; 

While  glory  shines  around  his  head, 

And  a  bright  crown  without  a  thorn. 
o  6  Blessings  for  ever  on  the  Lamb, 

Who  bore  the  curse  for  wretched  men: 
g  Let  angels  sound  his  sacred  name, 

And  ev'ry  creature  say,  Amo. 

HYMN  64.    8.  M.     Dovtr.    Mewton.     [*] 
Adoption.     1  JohniH,  1,  kc.    Gal.vi,  6. 
1  "|>EllOLD!  what  wondrous  grace 

J3  The  Father  hath  bestow  Jd, 
On  sinners  of  a  mortal  race. — 
To  call  them  sons  of  God! 

2  'Tis  no  surprising  thing, 
That  wTe  should  be  unknown; 

The  Jewish  world  knew  not  their  King, 
God's  everlasting  Son. 

3  Nor  does  it  yet  appear, 
How  great  we  must  be  made; 

But  when  we  see  our  Saviour  here, 
We  shall  be  like  our  heal. 

4  A  hope,  so  much  divine, 
May  trials  well  endure; 

May  purge  our  souls  from  sense  and  sin, 
As  C hoist  the  Lord  is  pure. 

5  If  in  my  Father's  love, 
1  share  a  filial  part, 

Send  down  thy  Spirit,  like  a  dove, 
To  rest  upon  my  heart. 

6  We  would  no  longer  lie, 
Like  slaves  beneath  the  throne; 

My  faith  shall  Abba  Father,  cry, 
And  thou  the  kindred  own. 

HYMN  65.     L.ftfc     Wells.     [*] 

The  World  subjected  to  Christ.     Rev.  xi,  15. 
1   [IT  ET  the  sev'nth  angel  sound  on  high; 
JLJ  Let  shouts  be  heard,  thro'  all  the  sky! 


Book  T. HYMN  G6, CRT 

Kingfl  of  the  earth,  with  glad  accord, 

Give  up  your  kingdoms  to  the  Lord. 
g  2  Almighty  God,  thy  powrr  assume, 

Who  wast,  and  art,  'and  art  to  come; 

Jesus,  the  Lamb  who  once  was  slain, 

For  ever  UVfe,  for  ever  reign' 
d  3  The  angry  nations  fret  and  roar, 

That  they  can  slay  the  saints  no  more; 
o  On  wings  of  vengeance  flies  our  God, 

To  p*ay  the  long  arrears  of  blood. 
g  4  Now  must  the  rising  dead  appear; 

Now  the  decisive  sentence  hear: 
o  Now  the  dear  martyrs  of  the  Lord 

Receive  an  infinite  reward.] 

HYMN  66.    L.  M.    Portugal.     [*] 

Chbist  the  King  at  Jus  Table.  Sol,  bon£  i,  2—5,  12,  IS,  17 

1  [  r   ET  him  embrace  my  soul,  and  prove 

_Li     Mine  interest  in  his  heav'nly  love; 
The  voice  that  tells  me  thou  art  mine, 
Exceeds  the  blessings  of  the  vine: 

2  On  thee  th'  anointing  Spirit  came, 
And  spreads  the  savour  of  thy  name; 
That  oil  of  gladness,  and  of  grace. 
Draws  virgin  souls  to  meet  thy  face. 

c  2  Jesus  allure  me  by  thy  charms, 

My  soul  shall  fly  into  thine  arms! 

Our  wand'ring  feet  thy  favours  bring 

To  the  fair  chambers  of  the  King. 
— 4  (Wonder  and  pleasure  tunes  our  v< 

To  speak  thy  praises,  and  our  joys; 

Our  mcm'ry  keeps  this  love  of  thine, 

Beyond  the  taste  of  richest  wine.) 

5  Though  in  ourselves  delorm'd  v.  g     •• 
And  black  at  K.edar'8  tents  appear; 
Yet  when  we  put  thy  beauties  on, 
Fair  as  the  courts  of  Solomon. 

6  (While  at  his  table  si's  the  i- 
He  loves  to  see  us   smile  and 
Our  graci      '  fje.^t  perfume, 
And  brt 


2S3  HYMN  67,  6S.  Book  I. 

7  As  myrrh,  new  bleeding  from  the  tree. 

Such  is  a  dying  Christ  to  me: 

And  while  s  my  soul  his  guest, 

My  bosom,  Lord,  shall  be  thy  rest. 

3  No  beams  of  cedar  or  of  fir, 

Can  with  thy  courts  on  earth  compare: 

And  here  we  wait,  until  thy  love 

Raise  us  to  nobler  seats  above.] 

HYMN  67.    L.M.     Sicilian     More  ton.  [b*1 
Seeking  the  Pastures  of  Christ.    Ciint.  i,  7. 

1  F11HOU,  whom  my  soul  admires  above 
A    All  earthly  joy  and  earthly  love — 
e  Tell  me,  dear  Shepherd,  let  me  know, 

Where  do  thy  sweetest  pastures  grow? 
e  2  Where  is  the  shadow  of  that  reck. 

That  from  the  sun  defends  thy  flock? 

Fain  would  I  feed  among  thy  sheep, 

Among  them  rest,  among  them  sleep. 

3  Why  should  thy  bride  appear  like  one.  ; 

That  turns  aside  to  paths  unknown? 
o  My  constant  feet  would  never  rove, 

Would  never  seek  another  love, 
o  4  The  footsteps  of  thy  flock  I  see; 

Thy  sweetest  pastures  here  they  be; 

A  wondrou.-  feast  thy  lo\e  prepares, 

Bought  with  thy  wounds,  and  groans,  and  tears. 
e  5  His  dearest  flesh  he  makes  my  food, 

And  bids  me  drink  his  richest  blgo:l; 
•  Here,  to  these  hills,  my  soul  would  come, 

'Till  my  Beloved  lead  me  home. 

HYMN  68.     L  M.     Oporto.     [*] 
Banquet  of  Love.     Sol.  Sang  ii,  1 — 7 

1  [TOEHOLD  the  Rose  of  Sharon  h 

J->  The  Lily  which  the  vallies  bear,, 
Behold  the  Tree  of  Life,  that  gives 
Refreshing  fruit,  and  healing  leaves. 

2  Amongst  the  thorns  so  lilies  •liine: 
Amongst  wild  gourds,  the  noble  vine: 
So  in  my  eyes  my  Saviour  proves, 
Amidst  a  thousand  meaner  !o\es. 


Book  T.  HYMN  69. 289 

3  Beneath  his  cooling  shuck  I  sit, 

To  shield  me  from  the  burning  heat: 
Of  heav'nly  fruit  he  spreads  a  feast, 
To  feed  my  eyes,  and  please  my  taste,. 

4  (Kindly  he  brought  me  to  the  place. 
Where  stands  the  banquet  of  his  grace; 
He  saw  me  faint;  and  o'er  my  head 
The  banner  of  his  love  lie  spread. 

5  With  living  bread  and  gen'rous  wine., 
He  cheers  this  sinking  heart  of  mine; 
And  op'ning  his  own  heart  to  me, 

He  shows  his  tho'ts,  how  kind  they  be.) 

6  O  never  let  my  Lord  depart, 
h\z  down,  and  rest  upon  my  heart; 
I  charge  my  sins  not  once  to  move. 

Nor  stir,  nor  wake,  nor  grieve  my  Love.] 

"  HYMN  69.     L.M.     Short.     [*] 

Chwst's  Lqvc  to  his  Church.    Caut.  ii,  8 — 13. 

11HE  voice  of  my  Beioved  soun   s, 
-    Over  the  rocks  and  rising  grounds; 

O'er  hills  of  guilt,  and  seas  of  grief, 

He  leaps,  he  flies — to  my  relief. 
c  2  Now,  through  the  veil  of  flesh  I  see, 

With  eyes  of  love  he  looks  on  me; 
— Now,  in  the  gospel's  clearest  glass, 

He  shows  the  beauties  of  his  face. 
b  3  (iently  he  draws  my  heart  along, 

Both  with  his  beauties,  and  his  tongue; 
u  "Rise,"  saith  my  Lord,  "make  haste  away, 

"No  mortal  joys  are  worth  thy  stay, 
b  4  "The  Jewish  wintry  state  is  gone, 

14  The  mists  are  fled,  the  spring  comes  on; 
— "The  sacred  turtle  dove  we  hear 
o  "Proclaim  the  new,  the  joyful  year. 
— 5  "The  immortal  vine  of  heav'nly  root 

"Blossoms  and  buds,  and  gives  her  fruit;91 
e  Lo  we  are  come  to  taste  the  wine; 
c.  Our  souls  rejoice  and  bless  the  Vine. 
— 6  And  when  we  hear  our  Jesus  say, 
0  "Rite  up,  my  love,  make  haste  itwa\!" 
0  Our  hearts  would  fain  outfly  the  wind. 

And  leave  all  earthly  loves  behind. 


290 HYMN  70,  Tt.         Book!. 

HYMN  70.    L,  1\1.    Shoe/.     [*] 

Christ's  Invitation  answered.    Sol.  Song  ii,  14,  10, 17. 

1  [gJARKJ  the  Redeemer,  from  on  high, 

mljL  Sweetly  invites  his  favVites  nigh; 
From  caves  of  darkness  and  of  doubt, 
He  gently  speaks  and  c  ills  us  out. 

2  "My  dove,  who  hidest  in  the  rock, 
Thine  heart  almost  with  sorrow  broke. 
Lift  up  thy  face,  forget  thy  fear, 

And  let  thy  voice  delight  mine  ear, 

3  Thy  voice  to  me  sounds  ever  sweet; 
My  graces  in  thy  count 'nance  meet; 
Tho'  the  vain  world  thy  face  despise, 
:Tis  bright  and  comely  in  mine  eyes." 

4  Dear  Lord,  our  thankful  heart  receiver 
The  hope  thy  invitation  gives; 

To  thee  our  joyful  lips  shall  raise 
The  voice  of  prayer,  and  that  of  praise. 

5  I  am  my  love's,  and  he  is  mine; 

Our  hearts,  our  hopes,  our  passions  join; 

Nor  let  a  motion,  nor  a  word, 

Nor  thought  arise  to  grieve  my  Lord. 

6  My  soul  to  pastures  fair  he  leads, 
Amongst  the  lillies,  where  he  feeds; 
Amongst  the  saints  (whose  robes  are  white, 
WasSv'd  in  his  blood)  is  his  delight. 

7  Till  the  day  break,  and  shadows  flee,— j 
Till  the  sweet  dawning  light  I  see, — 
Thine  eyes  to  me- ward  often  turn, 

Nor  let  my  soul  in  darkness  mourn. 
%  Be  like  a  hart,  on  mountains  green, 
Leap  o'er  the  hills  of  fear  and  sin; 
Nor  guilt,  nor  unbelief,  divide 
My  Love,  my  Saviour,  from  my  side.] 

HYMN  7 1.     L.  M.     Sicilian.     [*] 

Christ  brought  to  the  Church.    Sol.  Song  ili,  1,  5. 
I    [i  4FTEN  I  seek  my  Lord  by  night, 

V*  Jesus,  my  Love,  my  soul's  delight; 
With  warm  desire,  and  restless  thought, 
him  noi*. 


Book  t.  HYMN   72.  291 

I  tu  h  I  ari  pect, 

'I'llll  my  Lord,  my  Saviour  m< 
1  ask  the  watchmen  of  Urn  night, 

Where  did  you  see  my  soul's  delight? 
Bud  him  in  my  way, 

Directed  In  a  heav'nly  ray; 
I  leap  for  joy  to  sec  his  face, 
And  hold  him  fast  in  my  embrace. 

4  (I  bring  him  to  my  mother's  home, 
Nor  does  my  Lord  refuse  to  come; 
To  Zion's  sacred  chambers,  where 
My  soul  first  drew  the  vital  air. 

5  He  gives  me  there  his  bleeding  heart, 
Piert  i  jke  with  deadly  smart; 
I  give  ni)'  soul  to  hi  in,  and  the:  e 

Oui  loves  their  mutual  tokens  share.) 

6  I  charge  you  all,  ye  earthly  toys, 
Approach  not  to  disturb  my  joys; 
Nor  sin,  nor  hell,  come  near  my  heart, 
Nor  cause  my  Saviour  to  depart.") 

HYMN  72.     L.   M.     Leech.     Green'*.     [*]  * 

Coronation  of  Cnui*  r,  and  Espousals  of  the  Church. 
Cant.iii,  2. 

1  Y\  AUGHTEUS  of  Zion,  come,  behold 
.1 3  The  crown  of  honour  and  of  gold, 

Which  the  glad  church,  with  joys  unknown, 

l'lac'd  on  the  head  of  Solomon. 
o  2  Jesus,  thou  everlasting  King, 

Accept  the  tribute  which  we  bring; 

Accept  I  -    well  deserv'd  renown, 

And  wear  our  praises  as  thy  crown. 
1)  3  Let  ev'ry  act  of  worship  be, 

Like  uur  espousals,  Lord,  to  thee' 

Like  the  clear  hour,  when  from  above 

We  nrst  receiv'd  thy  pledge  of  love, 
o  4  The  gladness  of  that  happy  day! 

Our  hearts  would  wish  it  long  to  stay; 

Nor  let  our  faith  forsake  its  hold, 

Nor  comfort  sink,  nor  love  grow  cold. 
— .5   Each  foll'wing  minute  as  it  flies, 

Increase  thy  praise,  improve  our  jovs: 
o  'Till  we  are  rais'd  to  sing  thy  name, 

At  the  great  supper  of  the  Lamb. 


292 HYMN  75,  74. Book  I. 

o  6  O  that  the  months  would  roll  away, 

And  bring  that  coronation-day! 
g  The  King  of  grace  shall  Gil  the  throne, 

With  all  his  Father's  glories  on. 

HYMN  73.     L.  M.     Cattle  street. 

The  Church's  Beauty  in  the  Eyes  of  Christ.  Solomon's 

Song  iv,  1, 10,  11,7,9,  8. 

1  [^|7~IND  is  the  speech  of  Christ  our  Lord, 

JV.  Affection  sounds  in  ev'ry  word: 
Lo,  thou  art  fair,  my  love,  he  cries; 
Not  the  young  doves  have  sweeter  eyes. 

2  (Sweet  are  thy  lips,  thy  pleasing  voice, 
Salutes  mine  ear,  with  sacred  joys; 

No  spice  so  much  delights  the  smell. 
Nor  mUk,  nor  honey,  tastes  so  well.) 

3  Thou  art  all  fair,  my  bride,  to  me; 
I  will  behold  no  spot  in  thee; 
What  mighty  wonders  love  performs, 
And  puts  a  comeliness  on  worms! 

4  DeftTd  and  loathsome  as  we  are, 
He  makes  us  white,  and  calls  us  fair; 
Ador.is  us  with  that  heav'nly  dress, 
His  graces  and  his  righteousness. 

5  My  sister  and  my  spouse,  he  cries, 
Bound  to  my  heart  by  various  ties, 
Thy  pow'rful  love  my  heart  detains, 

In  strong  delight  and  pleasing  chains. 

6  He  calls  me  from  the  Leopard's  den, 
Fr  na  this  wide  world  of  beasts  and  men, 
To  Zion,  where  his  glories  are; 

Not  Lebanon  is  half  so  fair. 

7  Nor  dens  of  prey,  nor  flow'ry  plains, 
Nor  earthly  joys,  nor  earthly  pains, 
Shall  hold  my  feet,  or  force  my  stay, 
When  Christ  invites  my  soul  away.] 

HYMN  74    L.  M.    Portugal.     [*] 
Tlie  Garden  of  Christ.    Cant,  iv,  12—15;  v,  1. 
b  1  ^A/E  are  a  garden,  wail'd  around, 

T  ▼     Chosen,  and  made  peculiar  ground; 
A  little  spot — enclos'd  by  grace, 
Out  of  the  world's  wide  wilderness, 


Book  I.  HYMN  75. 

—2  Like  trees  of  myrrh  we  stand, 

Planted  by  God  the  I  land; 

j  all  bis  springs  in  Zion  flow, 

Tu  make  the  young  plantations  grow. 
ly  wind, 

Blow  on  tiiis  garden  of  perfume; 

Spirit  divine,  descend  and  breathe 

A  g.  a  le  on  plants  beneath. 

— 4  Make  our  best  spices  flow  abroad, 

To  entertain  our  Saviour  God: 

And  faith,  and  love,  and  y  y  appear, 

And  ev'iy  grace  be  active  here. 

I  [Let  my  (x  me,  and  taste 

His  pleasant  fruits  at  his  own  feast; 

I  come,  my  spouse,!  come,  be  cries, 

With  love  and  pleasure  in  his 

6  Our  Lord  into  Ins  garden  comes, 

Well  pleas'd  to  smell  our  poor  perfumesj 

And  calls  us  to  a  feast  divine, 

Sweeter  than  honey,  milk  or  wine, 
d  7  Eat  of  the  tree  of  life,  my  friends, 

The  blessings  that  n      I  nds; 

Your  tas 

drink  abundance  of   my  love.] 
I  ;    i  ai  d, 

Lord: 
e  Ku:  the  rich  food,  on  which  we  live, 
Demands  i  »$ue  ran  ep 

HYMN  75.     L.  M.     Morrton.     [*] 

Description  of  i  '     Sol.  Song  v,  0,  19,  11 , 

.     i,  16. 
1  [rilHF.  [uires  to  know, 

X 

iy  they,  above 

I 

white: 

In  my  b< 

with  the  bJ 


■2M  HYMN  76.  Book  I. 

■  I'M  ■     i        ■  ~  ■   ■  ■■mi  i 

The  fairest  of  ten  thousand  fairs; 

A  sun  amongst  ten  thousand  stars. 

4  (His  head  the  finest  gold  excels; 

There  wisdom  in  perfection  dwells; 

And  glory,  like  a  crown,  adorns 

Those  temples  once  beset  with  thorns. 
e  5  Compassions  in  his  heart  are  found, 

Close  by  the  signals  of  his  wound: 

His  sacred  side  no  more  shall  bear 

The  cruel  scourge,  the  piercing  spear.) 
—6  (His  hands  are  fairer  to  behold, 

Than  diamonds,  set  in  lings  of  gold; 

Those  heav'nly  hands,  that  on  the  tree 

Were  nail'd,  and  torn,  and  bled  for  me. 
p  7  Though  once  he  bow'd  his  feeble  knees, 

Loaded  with  sins  and  agonies, 
—Now  on  the  throne  of  his  command. 

His  legs  like  marble  pillars  stand.) 

3  (His  eyes  are  majesty  and  love, 

The  eagle,  temper'd  with  the  dove; 

No  more  shall  trickling  sorrows  roll, 

Thro'  those  dear  windows  of  his  soul. 

9  His  mouth,  that  pour'd  out  lang  complaints, 
Now  smiles,  and  cheers  his  fainting  saints; 
His  countenance  more  graceful  is, 

Than  Lebanon  with  all  its  trees.) 

10  All  over  glorious  is  my  Lord, 
Must  be  belov'd,  and  yet  ador'd; 
His  worth,  if  all  the  nations  knew, 

Sure  the  whole  earth  would  love  him  too.] 

'  HYMN  76.     L.  M.    Islington.     [*] 

Christ  in  Heaven  and  on  Earth.    Cant,  vi,  1 — 3,  12. 

1  "VIJHEN  strangers  stand  and  hear  me  tell 

▼  ▼    What  lxauties  in  my  Saviour  dwell. 
Where  he  is  gone,  they  fain  would  know, 
That  they  might  seek  and  love  him  too. 

2  My  best  Beloved  keeps  his  throne, 
On  hills  of  light,  in  worlds  unknown; 
But  lie  descends,  and  shows  his  face 
In  the  young  gardens  of  his  grace. 

3  [In  vineyards,  planted  by  his  hand, 
Where  fruitful  trees  in  order  stand, 


Book  f.  HYMN  77,  78. 

He  feeds  among  the  spioy  beds, 
Wliere  lillics  show  their  spotless  heads. 

4  He  haseugross'd  my  warmest  love, 
No  earthly  charms  my  soul  can  move: 

1  have  a  mansion  in  his  heart, 

Nor  death,  nor  hell  can  make  us  part  ] 

5  He  takes  my  soul  e'er  I'm  aware, 
And  shows  me  where  his  glories  arc; 
No  chariot  of  Amminadib 

The  heav'nly  rapture  can  describe, 
o  6  O  may  my  spirit  daily  rise, 

On  wings  of  faith  above  the  skies; 
e  Till  death  shall  make  my  last  remove, 

To  dwell  for  ever  with  my  Love. 

HYMN  77.     L.  M.      Wells.     [*] 
Love  oj  CiimsT  te  the  Church.  Sol.  Song  vii,  5,  C,  9, 12,tS 
1  [l^TOW  in  the  gall'ries  of  his  grace 

131    Appears  the  King,  and  thus  he  says- 
"How  fair  my  saints  are  in  my  sight, 
My  love,  how  pleasant  for  delight.'" 

2  Kind  is  thy  language,  sovereign  Lord 
There's  hcav'nly  grace  in  ev'ry  word; 
From  that  dear  mouth  a  stream,  divine. 
Flows  sweeter  than  the  choicest  wine. 

3  Such  wond'rous  love  awakes  the  lip. 
Of  saints  that  were  almost  asleep, 

To  speak  the  praises  of  thy  name, 
And  make  our  cold  affections  flame. 
—4  These  are  the  joys  he  lets  us  know. 
In  fields  and  villages  below: 
Gives  us  a  relish  of  his  love, 
But  keeps  his  noblest  feast  above. 
5  In  Paradise,  within  the  gates. 
An  higher  entertainment  waits; 
Fruits  new  and  old  laid  up  in  store, ' 
Where  we  shall  feed,  but  thirst  no  more.] 
HYMN  78.    L.  M.    Bicetter "TJ*]  ~ 

The  Strrngth  %f  Chiiist's  Love.  S  . 
1    [\\THO  is  this  fair  one  in  disti 

f  f    That  travels  from  the  wilder!*   • 

And  press'd  with  sorrows,  and  \> 
On  her  beloved  L< 


HYMN  79.  Book  I 

2  This  i*  the  spouse  of  Christ  our  God, 
Bought  with  the  treasures  of  his  blood: 
And  her  request!  and  her  complaint, 

Is  but  the  voice  of  ev'ry  saint. 

3  4kO  let  my  name  engraven  stand,    ' 
Roth  on  thy  heart,  and  on  thy  hand; 
Seal  me  upon  thine  arm,  and  wear 
That  pledge  of  love  forever  there. 

4  Stronger  than  deatli  thy  love  is  known, 
Which  Roods  of  wrath  Could  never  drown; 
And  hell  and  earth  in  vain  combine, 

To  quench  a  fire  so  much  divine.*' 

5  But  I  am  jealous  of  my  heart, 
test  it  should  once-  from  thee  depart; 
Then  let  thy  name  be  well  impress'd, 
A    a  fair  signet  on  my  breast. 

6  Till  thou  hast  brought  me  to  thy  home, 
Where  fears  and  doubts  can  never  come, 
Thy  countenance  let  me  often  see, 

And  often  thou  shall  hear  from  me. 
o  7  Come,  my  Beloved,  haste  away, 

Cut  short  the  hours  of  thy  delay; 
g  Fly  like  a  youthful  hart  or  roe, 

Over  the  hills  where  soices  crow.'5] 

HYMN  79.    L.  M.     Shod.     [*] 
A  J laming  Hymn.  Psalm  xix,  5,  8,  and  Ixxiii,  24,  25. 

1  [f'iGD  oi  the  morning  at  whose  voice 

vJ  The  cheerful  sun  makes  haste  to  rise, 
And  like  a  giant  doth  rejoice, 
To  run  his  journey  through  the  skies; — 

2  From  the  fair  chambers  of  the  east, 
The  circuit  of  his  race  begins, 

And  without:  weariness  or  rest, 

Round  tne  whole  earth  he  ti-es,  and  shin 

e  3  Oh,  like  the  sun  may  I  fairii 
Th'  appointed  duties  of  the  day; 
With  ready  mind,  and  active  will, 
March  on  and  keep  my  heav'nly  way. 

e  4  (But  I  shull  rove,  and  lose  the  race, 
If  God  my  bun  should  dis  ppear, 


Book  T.  HYMN  80,  8t.  20? 

And  leave  me  in  this  world's  wide  maze, 
To  follow  evVy  wand'ring  star.) 
— 5  Lord  thy  command's  are  clean  and  pure, 
Enlight'ning  nur  beclouded  eyes; 
Thy  threat'nings  just,  thy  promise  sure, 
Thy  gospel  makes  the  simple  wise. 
6  (ii"e  me  thy  counsel  for  mv  guide. 
And  then  receive  me  to  thy  bliss: 
All  my  desires  and  hopes  beside 
\re  faint,  and  col  I,  compar'd  with  this.] 

HYMN  80.    L.  M.     Btthd.     [b*] 
An  evening  Hymn.     Pb.  iv,  8;  iii,  5,  6;   c\lii,  9. 
1  fllHUS  far  the  Lord  hath  led  me  on, 

JL   Thus  far  his  pow'r  prolongs  my  days; 
And  ev'ry  ev'nhftg  should  make  known, 
Some  fresh  memorials  of  his  grace, 
e  2  Much  of  my  time  has  run  to  waste. 

And  I  perhaps  am  near  my  home; 
—But  he  forgives  my  follies  past, 

He  gives  me  strength  for  days  to  come, 
c  3  I  lay  mv  body  down  to  sleep, 

Peace  is  the  pillow  for  my  head; 
— While  well  appointed  angels  keep 
Their  watchful  stations  round  my  bed. 

4  [In  vain  the  sons  of  earth  or  hell 
Tell  me  a  thousand  frightful  thiugs; 
My  G.  d  in  safety  makes  me  dwell, 
Beneath  the  shadow  of  his  wings. 

5  Faith  in  his  name  forbids  my  fear; 
O  may  thy  presence  ne'er  depart; 
And,  in  the  morning,  make  me  hear 
The  love  and  kindness  of  thy  heart.] 

e  6  Thus  when  the  night  of  death  shall  come, 
My  flesh  shall  rest  beneath  the  ground; 

o  And  wait  thy  voice  to  rouse  my  torn!), 
With  sweet  salvation  in  the  sound. 


HYMN  81.     L.M.     Mmtwich.   Sicilian.     [*] 
A  Son:*  for  Morning  and  Evening.  Lam.  iii,<23;  Isa.xlr,? 
t    \/JYGod,  how  endless  is  thy  love' 
JLvJL  Thy  gifts  are  ev'ry  ev'ning  new; 


HYMN  82,  63.  Book  L 

And  morning  mercies  from  abo\c, 
Gently  distil  like  early  dew. 

2  Thou  spread'st  the  curtains  of  tne  night, 
Great  Guardian  of  my  sleeping  hours; 
Thy  savVeign  word  restores  the  light, 
And  quickens  all  my  drowsy  pow'rs. 

3  I  yield  my  pow'rs  to  thy  command, 
To  thee  I  consecrate  my  days; 
Perpetual  blessings  from  thine  hand 
Demand  perpetual  songs  of  praise. 

HYMN  82.     L.  M.     Geneva,     [b] 

God  far  above  Creatures;  or,  JMan  vain  and  mortal. 

Jobiv,  17 '21. 

e  1    OHALL  the  vile  race  of  flesh  and  blood, 

kj  Contend  with  their  Creator  God? 
u  Shall  mortal  worms  presume  to  be 

More  holy,  wise,  or  just  than  he? 
— 2  Behold,  he  puts  his  trust  in  none 

Of  all  the  spirits  round  his  throne; 

Their  natures  when  compar'd  with  his, 

Are  neither  holy,  just,  nor  wise. 
e  3  But  how  much  meaner  things  are  they, 

Who  spring  from  dust,  and  dwell  in  clay? 

Touch'd  by  the  finger  of  thy  wrath, 

We  faint,  and  vanish  like  tiie  moth. 

4  From  night  to  day,  from  day  to  night, 
We  die  by  thousands  in  thy  sight; 
Buried  in  dust  whole  nations  lie, 

Like  a  forgotten  vanity. 
p  5   Almighty  Pnw'v,  to  thee  we  bow, 
How  frail  are  we!  how  glorious  thou! 
No  more  the  sons  of  earth  shall  dare 
With  an  eternal  God  compare. 

HYMN  83.  C.  M.     Isle  of  Wight.  Bangor,     [b] 
Jlffiiction  and  Death  under  Providence.    Job  v,  6,  7,  8. 
i   "VJ'O T  from  the  dust  affliction  grows, 
J3I    Nor  trouble-  rise  by  chance; 
p  Yet  we  are  born  to  cares  and  woes; 

A  sad  inheritance! 
— 2  As  sparks  break  out  from  burning  coals, 
And  still  are  upwards  borne; 


Book  I. 


HYMN  84,  86. 


g  So  grief  is  looted  in  our  - 

And  in  in  grows  up  to  mourn. 
— 3  Vet  with  my  G    '.  I  leave  m)  - 

And  trust  his  promis'd  grace; 
He  rules  rue  by  his  well  known  laws 

Of  love  and  righteous™ 
•.  A  Not  all  the  pains  tint  ere  I  bore 

Shall  spoil  my  future  peace; 
Tor  death  and  hell  can  do  no  mere, 

Than  what  nm  Father  please. 


HYMN  H4.     L.  >1.     Old  Hundred,     r. 
Chritt  the  Savhur.    Isa.     xlv,  2!  - 
e  1    TEHOV AH  speaks,  let  Israel  hear! 

♦J    Let  all  the  earth  rejoice,  and  fear' 
While  C rod's  eternal  Son  proclaims 
His  sov'reign  honours,  and  his  names. 

d  2  "I  am  the  last,  and  I  the  first. 
The  Saviour  God,  and  God  the  just; 
There's  none  besides  pretends  to  sh 
Such  justice  and  salvation  too. 
3  (Ye  that  in  shades  of  darkness  dwell, 
Just  on  the  verge  of  death  and  hell, 

k  up  to  me  from  distant  lands, 
Light,  life,  and  heav*n  are  in  my  h  I 
I  by  my  holy  Name  have  sworn, 
-hall  the  word  in  vain  return; 
To  me  shall  all  things  bend  the  knee. 
And  evVy  tongue  shall  swear  to  in.. 
5  In  me,  alone,  shall  men  confess, 
Lies  all  their  strength  and  righteotisnes 

e  Hut  sucli  as  dare  despise  nn  Name, 
I'll  clothe  them  with  eternal  shame. 

— 6*  In  me,  the  L  r .1.  sh  Jl    ill    ■ 
Of  I  -rael    from  their  sins  be  freed; 
And  by  their  shining  graces  prove 
Their  interest  in  nw  pardVine  love,'1 


HYMW      ).  S,  w.     St.  Thoma*y*. 

■  ame. 

1   [rji  IE  Lord  on  hi    .   proclaims 

JL 


*1 


.300  HYMN  86.  Book  I. 

•  ■    ■  ■    ■       — ..-■■■■■ »  ■      .       .  ,„ 

"Mercy  and  justice  are  the  names, 

By  which  I  will  be  known. 
a      2  Ye  dying  souls,  that  sit 

In  darkness  and  distress, 
Look  from  the  borders  of  the  pit, 

To  my  recov'ring  grace." 

—  3  Sinners  shall  hear  the  sound, 

Their  thankful  tongues  thall  own, 
d  "Our  righteousness  and  strength  is  found 
In  tnee,  the  Lord  alone." 

—  4  In  thee  shall  Israel  trust, 

And  see  their  guilt  forgiv'n; 
o  God  will  pronounce  the  sinners  just, 
An(^  take  the  saints  to  heav'n.] 

HYMN  86.     C.  M.     Walsal.    [b] 
God  holy ,  just ,  and  sovereign.    Job  ix,  2 — 10. 

1  [I¥OVV  shall  -he  suns  of  Adam's  race 

Jtl  B^  pure  before  their  God! 
If  he  contend  in  righteousness, 
We  fall  beneath  his  rod. 

2  To  vindicate  my  words  and  thoughts, 
I'll  make  no  more  pretence; 

Not  one  of  all  my  thousand  faults 
Can  bear  a  just  defence. 

3  Strong  is  his  arm,  his  heart  is  wise; 
Whar.        D  presumers  dare 

Against  t.\   i  AlaKer's  hand  to  rise, 
Or  tempt  th'  unequal  war. 

4  Mountains,  by  his  almighty  wrath, 
From  'heir  old  seats  are  torn: 

He  shakes  the  earth,  from  South  to  North, 
And  all  her  pillars  mourn. 

5  He  ')ids  the  sun  forbear  to  rise, 
Tii'  .'•ec'ieiit  sun  forbears; 

His  band  with  sackcloth  spreads  the  skies. 
And  sends  up  all  the  stars. 

6  He  walks  upon  the  stormy  sea; 
Flies  en  the  stormy  wind: 

There's  none  can  trace  his  wondrous  way. 
Or  his  dark  footstep*  find.] 


BookL gYMN  87,  88. 301 

HYMN  87     U  M.     GftwnV.  C./^'A  $/rr<r/.     [•] 
Goo  dwells  with  the  Humble  and  Penitent.  Isu.  Ivii,  10,16 

1  PfllHUS  saith  the  high  and  lofty  Que, 
g-       JL   «*I  sit  upon  my  holy  throne; 

My  name  is  God;  1  dwell  on  high; 

Dwell  in  my  own  eternity . 
— 2   Hat.  I  descend  to  worlds  below, 

On  earth,  I  have  a  mansi  >n  too; 
C  The  humble  spirit  and  contrite 

Is  an  abode  of  my  delight. 
— 3  The  humble  soul  my  words  revive, 

I  b'ul  the  mourning  sinner  live; 

Heal  all  the  b  okeu  hearts  I  find, 

And  ease  the  sorrows  of  the  mind. 
t  4  yWhen  I  contend  against  their  sin, 

I  make  them  know  how  vile  they've  been; 
a  But  should  my  wrath  forever  bin  ke, 

Their  souls  would  sink  beneath  my  stroke." 
o  5  O  may  thy  jpard'ning  grace  be  nigh, 

Lest  we  should  faint,  di  spairand  die! 
— T  ins  shall  oar  better  th  nights  approve 

The  meth  ds  of  thy  ch  is  'ning  love.) 

HV.vtN    .    .   L    M      .-h-m~.  [b] 

Life  the  Duy  of  Gnu  cl.  ix,  4,  5,  6,  10. 

1  |    1FE  isth     tun 

-Li     Y  k  ...  trd; 

And  while  the  lamp  am, 

'In,-  vilest  sinner  may  retain. 

2  (L-.re-  i?  the  h<  a;  th \  God  ban  giv'n. 
To  'scape  from  lull  and  fly  t  >  hea  'n; 
The  day  or  grace; — and  mortals  may 
Secure  the  blessings  of  the  da\ . 

p  3  The  living  know  that  they  mast  die; 

But  all  the  d  tten  lie: 

Their  mem'ry,  in  I  i  aei  one, 

Alike  unknowing  and  unknown, 
c  4  (Their  hatred,  and  thei  e  .slobt, 

Tiieir  envy  bury*d  in  the  iv    . 

They  hive  no  ±\\dV'j  i-      II 

IV  neath  the  circuit  of  the    m.) 
—  I    Then,   ffh  . 

My  ;  th  all  >  our  might,  pi  i 


S02 HYMN  89,  90.         Book  I. 

e  Since  no  device,  nor  work  is  found, 
Nor  faith,  nor  hope,  beneath  the  ground. 

e  6  There  are  no  acts  of  pardon  past, 
In  the  cold  grave  to  which  we  haste; 

a  But  darkness,  death,  and  long  despair, 
Reign  in  eternal  silence  there. 

HYMN   89.     L.  M      Babylon,     [b] 
Youth  and  Judgment.     Keel,  xi,  9. 
o  1  XTE  sons  of  Adam,  vain  and  young, 

X    Indulge  your  eyes,  indulge  your  tongue; 

Taste  the  delights  your  souls  desire, 

And  give  a  loose  to  all  your  fire. 

2  Pursue  the  pleasures  you  design, 

And  cheer  your  hearts  with  songs  and  wine; 

Enjoy  the  day  of  mirth; — but  know, 
a  There  is  a  day  of  judgment  too! 
e  3  Gcd  from  on  high  beholds  your  tho'ts, 

His  book  records  your  secret  faults; 

The  works  of  darkness,  you  have  done, 

Must  all  appear  before  the  sun. 

4  The  vengeance  to  your  follies  due 

Should  strike  your  hearts  with  terrour  through: 
p  How  will  you  stand  before  his  face, 

Or  answer  for  his  injur'd  grace? 
— 5  Almighty  God,  turn  off  their  eyes 

From  these  alluring  vanities; 
o  And  let  the  thunder  of  thy  word 

Awake  their  souls  to  fear  the  Lord. 

HYMN  90.     C.  M.     Windsor,     [b] 
The  same. 

1  [T  O  the  young  tribes  of  Adam  rise, 

JLi     And  through  all  nature  rove; 
Fulfil  the  wishes  of  their  eyes. 
And  t:.ste  the  joys  they  love. 

2  They  give  a  loose  to  wild  desires; 
a       But  let  the  sinners  know 

The  strict  account  that  God  requires, 
Of  all  the  works  they  do. 

3  The  Judge  prepares  his  throne  on  high; 
0      The  frighted  earth  and  seas 

Avoid  the  fury  of  his  eye, 
And  nee  before  his  face. 


Book  T. HYMN  91,  92. 

p  4  How  shall  I  bear  that  dreadful  day, 

And  stand  the  fiery  test.' 
— Pd  give  all  mortal  joys  away, 

To  be  fa\  e  ei  b   |gt .] 

HYMN"  91.     L    ^i.     G,?>  va.     [o] 
Advice  to  Youth.    Eccl.  xii,  1,7;  Isa.  Ixv,  iO. 


'N' 


Remember  your  Creator  God; 
e  Behold  the  months  come  hastening  on, 

When  you  shall  .say — My  joys  are  gone. 
a  2  Behold  the  aged  sinner  goes, 

Laden  with  guilt  and  heavy  woes, 

Do  vn  to  the  regions  of  the  dead, 

With  endless  curses  on  his  head. 
p  3  The  dust  returns  to  dust  again; 

The  soul,  in  agonies  of  pain, 

Ascends  to  God;  not  there  to  dwell,— 
a  But  bears  her  doom,  and  sinks  to  hell. 
e  4  Eternal  King,  I  fear  thy  name! 

Teach  me  to  know  how  frail  I  am; 
— And  when  my  soul  must  hence  remove, 

Give  me  a  mansion  in  thy  love. 

HYMN  92:     S.  M.     Dover.   [*] 
CflBIST  the  Wisdom  of  God.     Frov.  viii,  1,  22  —  32. 
1   [|^HALL  wisdom  cry  alouu, 

^  And  not  her  speech  be  heard? 
The  voice  of  God's  eternal  Word, 
Deserves  it  no  regard? 
d       2  "I  was  his  chief  delight, 
His  everlasting  Son, 
Before  the  first  of  all  his  works, — 
Creation, — was  begun. 
—     3  ("Before  the  flying  clouds, 
h  tore  the  solid  land, 

Before  t!ic  fields,  before  the  floods, 

I  dwelt  at  his  right  hand. 

4  "When  he  adorn'd  the  skies, 
And  built  them,  I  was  there, 

To  order  when  the  sun  should  rise, 
And  marshal  ev'ry  star. 

5  "When  he  pour'd  out  the  sea, 
And  spread  the  flowing  deep, 


304 HYMN  93,  94,  Book  I. 

1  gave  the  flood  a  firm  decree. 
In  its  own  bounds  to  keep] 

6  "Upon  the  empty  air, 

The  earth  was  balanc'd  well; 
With  joy  I  saw  the  mansion,  where 
The  sons  of  men  should  dwell. 

7  "My  busy  thoughts  at  first, 
On  their  salvation  ran, 

Ere  sin  was  born,  or  Adam's  dust 

Was  fashion'd  to  a  man. 
o       8  "Then  come,  receive  my  grace, 

Ye  children,  and  he  wise; 
o  Happy  the  man,  who  keeps  my  ways? 

The  man,  who  shuns  them,  dies."] 

HYMN  93.     L.  M.     Islington.     [*b] 
Christ  obeyed  or  resisted.     Pro  v.  viii,  34 — 36. 
1  fllHUS  saith  the  Wisdom  of  the  Lord, 

X    "Blest  is  the  man,  who  hears  my  word; 
Keeps  daily  watch  before  my  gates, 
And  at  my  feet  for  mercy  waits, 
o  2  The  soul  that  seeks  me  shall  obtain 
Immortal  wealth,  and  heav'nly  gain; 
Immortal  life  is  liLs  reward, 
Life,  and  the  favour  of  the  Lord. 
e  3  But  the  vile  wretch  who  flies  from  me, 

Does  his  own  soul  an  injury; 
a  Fools,  who  against  my  grace  rebel, 
Seek  death,  and  love  the  road  to  hell." 

HYMN  94      CM.     heading,     [b*] 
Justification:  or  Law  and  Grace.     Rom.  iii,19 — 22. 
1  "V/"a1N  are  the  hopes,  the  sons  of  men 

1     On  their  own  works  have  built; 
Their  hearts  by  nature  are  unclean, 
And  ail  their  actions  guilt, 
e  2  Let  Jew  and  Gentile  stop  their  mouths, 
Without  a  murm'ring  word; 
An  1  the  whole  race  of  Adam  stand, 
Guilty  before  the  Lord. 
— 3  In  vain  we  ask  God's  righteous  law, 
To  justify  us  now; 
Since  to  convince,  and  to  condemn, 
Is  all  the  law  can  do. 


Hook  L  I1YMX95,  9f>. SO* 

o  4  Jesus,  how  glorious  is  thy  grace, 
When  in  thy  name  we  trust! 
Our  faith  receives  a  righteousness 

That  makes  the  sinner  just. 

HYMN  95.     C.  M.     St.  Martini.     [*] 
Regeneration.     John  i,  IS,  and  iii,  3,  &c. 
J  ""VTOT  all  the  outward  forms  on  earth, 

l^i    N-  r  rites  that  God  has  giv'n, 
Nor  will  of  man,  nor  blood,  nor  birth, 
Can  raise  a  soul  to  heav'n. 
The  sov'reign  will  of  God  alone 
Creates  us  heirs  of  grace; 
Born  in  the  image  of  his  Son, 
A  new  peculiar  race, 
b  3  The  Spirit,  like  some  heav'nly  wind, 
Blows  on  the  sons  of  flesh; 
New  models  all  the  carnal  mind, 
And  forms  the  man  afresh, 
o  4  Our  quicken'd  souls  awake,  and  rise 

From  the  long  sleep  of  death; 
o  On  heav'nly  things  we  fix  our  eyes, 
And  praise  employs  our  breath. 

HYMN  96.     CM.     Ur.v.     [>,*] 
Election  excludes  ]}  ousting.     1  Cor.  i,  2fi  —31. 

1  [  IJUT  few  among  the  carnal  wise, 

19  But  few  of  noble  ra 

Obtain  the  favour  of  thine  eyes. 
Almighty  King  of  grace. 

2  lie  takes  the  men  of  meanest  name, 
For  sons  and  heirs  of  God; 

And  thus  he  pours  abundant  shame 

On  honourable  blood. 
5  lie  calls  the  fool,  and  makes  him  knots 

The  n.'.  Btei  ies  of  his  grace; 
To  bring  aspiring  wisdom  low, 

And  all  its  pride  abuse. 
4  Nature  has  all  its  glories  lost, 

When  brought  before  bis  throne; 
No  flesh  shall  in  his  presence  boas 

But  iu  the  Lord  alone.] 
♦26 


SCNS HYMN  97.  98.  Book  I. 

HYMN  97.     L.  M.     Brentford.     [*] 
Christ  om;'  Wisdom,  Jligliteuusneas,  £3c.    1  Cor.  i,  SO. 
e   1    OURY'D  in  shadows  of  the  night, 

JJ  We  lie — 'till  Christ  restores  the  light; 
o  Wisdom  descends  to  heal  the  blind, 

And  chase  the  darkness  of  the  mind, 
p  2  Our  guilty  souls  are  drown'd  in  tears, 

'Till  his  atoning  blood  appears: 
o  Then  we  awake  from  deep  distress, 
o  And  sing,  the  lord  our  righteousness. 
e  3  Our  very  frame  is  mix'd  with  sin; 
— His  Spirit  make*  our  natures  clean, 

Such  virtues  from  his  sufferings  flow, 

At  once  to  cleanse,  and  pardon  too. 
e  4  Jesus  beholds  where  Satan  reigns, 

Binding  his  slaves  in  heavy  chains: 

He  sets  the  prls'ners  free,  and  breaks 

The  iron  bondage  from  our  necks. 
e  5  Poor  helpless  worms  in  thee  possess 

Grace,  wisdom,  pow'r,  and  righteousness; 

Thou  art  our  mighty  All — and  we 

Give  our  whole  selves,  O  Lord,  to  thee. 

"  HYMN  96.    S.  M.     Aylesbury,     [b]         ~~ 

The  Same. 
1   [1TOW  heavy  is  the  night, 
MX  That  hangs  upon  our  eyes; 
— 'Till  Christ,  with  his  reviving  light, 

Over  our  souls  arise? 
c       2  Our  guilty  spirits  dread 

To  meet  the  wrath  of  heav'n; 
But  in  his  righteousness  array'd, 
We  see  our  sins  forgiv'n. 
.?       3  Unholy  and  impure, 

Are  all  our  thoughts  and  ways; 
— His  hands  infected  nature  cure, 
With  sanctifying  grace. 
4  The  pow'rs  of  hell  agree, 
To  hold  our  souls  in  vain; 
•       He  sets  the  sons  of  bondage  (vecy 
And  breaks  the  cursed  chain, 
€       5  Lord  we  adore  thy  ways, 
To  brh.g  us  nearto  God; 


Book  F.  HYMN  90—101.  SOT 

Thy  sovereign  pow'r,  thy  healing   gi 

And  thine  atoning  l>lood.] 

HYMN  99.    C.  M.     York.     [*] 
Stones  made  Children  of  Abrahcun.     Matt,  iii,  9. 

1  "VTA  IN  are  the  hopes,  that  rebels  place, 

f     Upon  their  birth  and  blood; 
Descended  from  a  pious  race, 
Their  fathers  now  with  (rod. 

2  He  from  the  caves  of  earth  and  hell, 
Can  take  the  hardest  stones, 

And  fill  the  house  of  Abraham  well, 
With  new  created  sons. 

3  Such  wondrous  pow'r  does  he  possess, 
Who  form'd  our  mortal  frame; 

Who  call'd  the  world  from  emptiness — 
The  world  obey'd,  and  came. 
"  HYMN  100.     L.M.     Bath.     [*] 

Believe,  and  be  saved.    John  iii,  16,  17,  19. 

1   l^^TOT  to  condemn  the  sons  of  men, 
-131    Did  Christ  the  Son  of  God  appear: 

No  weapons  in  his  hands  are  seen-, 

No  flaming  sword,  nor  thunder  there. 
f  2  Such  was  the  pity  of  our  God, 

He  lov'd  the  race  of  man  so  well, 

He  sent  his  Son,  to  bear  OUl  load 

Of  sins,  and  save  our  souls  from  hell. 
— 3  Sinners,  believe  the  Saviour's  word, 

Trust  in  his  mighty  name,  and  live; 
•  A  thousand  joys  his  lips  afford, 

His  hands  a  thousand  ble&ings  give. 
e  4  But  vengeance  and  damnation  lies 

On  rebels  who  refuse  his  grace; 

Wl  o  God's  eteri  al  Son  despise, 

The  hottest  hell    hall  be  their  place.] 

HYMN  101.     L.  M.     U/iotto.  Mon/>  m     [*] 
Heaven  fir  a  rej  ft  \ner.     Luk.*  w,  7,  10. 

t  i  "VV^^  can  describe 

V  1      T    :      '  :':.  all  the  courts  of  Pi 

To  see  a  prodigal  return, 

To  see  an  hen  i 


508 HYMN  103, Book  I. 

— 2  With  joy  the  Father  does  approve 

The  fruit  of  his  eternal  love; 

The  Son  with  joy  looks  down,  and  sees 

The  purchase  of  his  agonies. 

3  The  Spirit  takes  delight  to  view 

The  holy  soul  he  form'ri  anew; 
o  And  saints  and  angels  join  to  sing 

The  growing  empire  of  their  King. 

HYMN   102.     L.M.     Green's.     [*] 
The  Beatitudes.    Matt,  v,  2—12. 

1  "OLEST  are  the  humble  souls,  who  see 
J3  Their  emptiness  and  poverty; 
g  Treasures  of  grace  to  them  are  given, 

And  crowns  of  joy  laid  up  in  heav'n. 
a  2  Blest  are  the  men  of  broken  heart, 

Who  mourn  for  sin  with  inward  smart; 
— The  blood  of  Christ  divinely  flows, 

A  healing  balm  for  all  their  woes. 
e  3  Blest  are  the  meek,  who  stand  afar 

From  rage  and  passion,  noise  and  war; 
©  God  will  secure  their  happy  state, 

And  plead  their  cause  against  the  great. 
e  4  Blest  are  the  souls  who  thirst  for  grace, 

Hunger  and  long  for  righteousness; 
..  o  They  shall  be  well  supply'd  and  fed, 

With  living  streams  and  living  bread. 
c  5  Blest  are  the  men,  whose  bowels  move, 

And  melt  with  sympathy  and  love; 
— From  Christ  the  Lord  *hall  they  obtain 

Like  sympathy  and  love  again. 
e  6  Blest  are  the  pure,  whose  hearts  are  clean 

From  the  defiling  pow'r  of  sin; 
o  With  endless  pleasure,  they  shall  see 

A  God  of  spotless  purity. 
e  7  Blest  are  the  men  of  peaceful  life, 

Who  quench  the  coals  of  growing  strife; 
o  They  shali  be  call'd  the  heirs  of  bliss, 

The  sons  of  God,  the  God  of  peace. 
— 8  Blest  are  the  sufT 'rers,  who  partake 

Of  pain  and  shame  for  Jesus'  sake;  ,      * 

u  Their  souls  shall  triumph  in  the  Lord; 
g  Glory  and  joy  are  their  reward. 


Jook  F.  HYMN  103—105,  SOS 


HYMN   103.    C.  M.     St.  jinn's    [-] 

.Vof  ashamed  of  the  Gospel.     l2  Tim.  i,  1  i 

1  T'M  not  asham'd  to  own  my  Lord, 

I.  Nor  to  defend  his  cause; 
Maintain  the  honour  of  his  word, 
The  glory  of  his  cross. 

2  Jesus,  my  God,  I  know  his  name,— 
His  name  is  all  my  trust: 

^ov  will  he  put  my  soul  to  shame, 
Nor  let  my  hope  be  lo.^t. 

3  Firm  as  his  throne  his  promise  stands, 
And  he  can  well  secure. 

What  I've  committed  to  his  hands, 
'Till  the  decisive  hour. 
>  4  Then  will  he  own  my  worthless  name, 
Before  his  Father's  face; 
And  in  the  New  Jerusalem 
Appoint  my  soul  a  place. 


HYMN  104      CM,   York.     [*] 
State  of  Nature  and  Grace.     1  Cor.  vi,  10,  11. 

1  TVTOT  the  malicious,  nor  profane 

Jl^I    The  wanton,  nor  the  pr  ud, 
Nor  thieves,  n  r  sland'rers,  shall  obtain 
The  kingdom  of  our  God. 

2  Surprising  grace'  and  such  were  we, 
By  nature  and  by  sin! 

Heirs  of  immortal  misery, 
Unholy  and  unclean. 

3  But  we  are  wash'd  in  Jesus'  blood, 
We're  parcion\l  through  hi*  name; 

And  the  good  Spirit  of  em*  God 
Has  sanctified  our  frame. 
— 4  ()  for  a  persevering  pow'r, 
To  keep  thy  just  commands! 

llld  defile  our  hearts  no  more, 
No  more  pollute  our  hands. 


HYMN   105.    CM.    Zion,  [•] 

Heaven.     1  Cor.  ii,  <J,  10,      Ki-v.  xxi,  27. 

1  lyT^K  e>'c  -iatu  stcn-  nor  ear  hath  heard, 
±r(   Nor  s  snse  nor  reason  known, 

What  joys  the  Father  has  prquir'd, 
For  those  who  love  the  Soii. 


3 1 0  HYMN  1 06, 1  or.  Book  I. 

o  2  But  the  good  Spirit  of  th°  Lord 
Reveals  a  heav'n  to  come: 
The  beams  of  glory  in  his  word 
Allure  and  guide  us  home. 
b  3  Pure  are  the  joys  above  the  sky, 
And  all  the  region  peace; 
No  wanton  lips,  nor  envious  eye, 
Can  see  or  taste  the  bliss. 
— 4  Those  holy  gates  for  ever  bar 
Pollution,  sin  and  shame; 
None  shall  obtain  admittance  there, 
But  foll'wers  of  the  Lamb, 
o  5  He  keeps  the  Father's  book  of  life, 

There  all  their  names  are  found; 
e  The  hypocrite  in  vain  shall  strive 
To  tread  the  heav'nly  ground. 

HYMN  106.     S.  M.     Aylesbury,  [b] 
Dead  to  Sin,  by  the  Cross  of  Christ.    Rora.  vi,  1 — 6. 
e      1    O  HALL  we  go  on  to  sin, 

^  Because  free  grace  abounds? 
Or  crucify  the  Lord  again, 
And  open  all  his  wounds? 
—     2  Forbid  it,  mighty  God! 
Nor  let  it  e'er  be  said, 
That  we  whose  sins  are  crucify'd 

Should  raise  them  from  the  dead. 
o      3  We  will  be  slaves  no  more, 

Since  Christ  has  made  us  free; 
Has  nail'd  our  tyrants  to  the  cross, 

And  bought  our  liberty.  

HYMN  107.     L.M.     Jrmley.    [')*] 
Fall  and  Recovery  of  Man.    Gen.  iii,  1,  15,  17.     Gal.  iv, 
4.     Col.  ii,  15. 
1  T|ECEIV'D  by  subtle  snares  of  hell, 

JLr  Adam  our  head,  our  father  fell! 
When  Satan  in  the  serpent  hid, 
Propos'd  the  fruit  that  God  forbid, 
e  2  Death  was  the  threat'ning;  death  began 
To  take  possession  of  the  man; 
His  unborn  race  receiv'd  the  wound, 
And  heavy  curses  smote  the  ground. 


Book  I.  HYMN  108,  109. SU 

3  But  Satan  found  a  worse  reward: 

Thus  saith  the  vengeance  of  the  Lord, 
o  "Let  everlasting  hatred  be 

Betwixt  the  woman's  Seed  and  thee. 

4  "The  woman's  seed  shall  be  my  Son, 

He  shall  destroy  what  thou  hast  done: 

Shall  break  thy  head,  and  only  feel 

Thy  malice  raging  at  his  heel." 
— 5  lie  spake — and  bade  four  thousand  years 

Roll  on;  at  length  his  Son  appears: 
s  Angels  with  joy  descend  to  earth, 

And  sing  the  young  Redeemer's  birth, 
p  6  Lo,  by  the  sons  of  hell  he  dies; 
— But  as  he  hung  'twixt  earth  and  skies, 
o  He  gave  their  prince  a  fatal  blow, 
u  And  triumph'd  o'er  the  pow'rs  below. 

HYMN  108.    S.  M.  Dover.  [*] 

Christ  unseen,  yet  beloved.     1  Pet  i,  8. 

1  lyrOT  with  our  mortal  eyes 
-L^l    Have  we  beheld  the  Lord; 

Yet  we  rejoice  to  hear  his  name, 
And  love  him  in  his  word. 

2  On  earth  we  want  the  sight 
Of  our  Redeemer's  face; 

Yet,  Lord,  our  inmost  thoughts  delight 
To  dwell  upon  thy  grace. 

3  And  when  we  taste  thy  love, 
Our  joys  divinely  grow, 

Unspeakable,  like  those  above, 
And  heav'n  begins  below. 

HYMN   ijy.    L.  M.     Portugal.  Armlcy.     [*]' 
The  Value  of Christ  and  his  Righteousness.  Pail.  ui,7,8,9. 
1  "lVJ^  nacre,  my  God, — I  boast  no  more, 
-LM    Or  all  the  duties  I  have  done; 

1  quit  the  hopes  1  held  before, 
To  trust  the  merits  of  thy  Son. 

2  "Now  for  the  love  I  bear  his  name, 
What  was  my  gain,  1  count  my  loss; 
My  former  pride  1  call  my  shame, 
And  nail  my  glory  to  his  cross. 

3  Yes,  and  1  mi.st  and  will  esteem 
All  tilings  but  loss  for  Jesuit  sake; 


3Jj2 HYMN  110,  111,  Book  I. 

Oli  may  my  soul  be  fou;d  in  him, 
And  of  his  righteousness  partake! 
4  The  best  obedience  of  my  hands 
Dares  not  appear  before  thy  throne; 
But  faith  can  answer  thy  demands, 
Bv  pleading  what  my  Lord  has  done. 

HYMN  110.     C.  M.  St.  Pane's.   Canterbury.   [*]" 

Death  and  immediate   Glory.     c2  Cor.  v,  1,  5,  8. 
o  1  FT1HERE  is  a  bouse,  not  made  with  hands, 

A    Eternal,  and  on  high; 
e  And  here  mv  spirit  waiting  stands, 

•Till  God  shall  bid  it  fly. 
e  2  Shortly  this  prison  of  my  clay 

Must  be  dissolved  and  fall; 
s    Then,  O  my  soul,  with  joy  obey 

Thyheav'nly  Father**  call. 
— 3  'Tis  He  by  his  almighty  grace, 

Who  forms  thee  fit  tor  heav'n; 
And  as  an  earnest  of  the  place, 

Has  his  own  Spirit  giv'n. 
4  We  walk  by  faith  of  joys  to  coinc; 

Faith  lives  upon  his  word; 
e  But  while  the  body  is  our  home, 

We're  absent  from  the  Lord. 
— 5  'Tis  pleasant  to  believe  thy  grace, 

But  we  had  rather  see; 
o  We  would  be  absent  from  the  flesh, 

And  present,  Lord,  with  thee. 

HYMN  111.     C.  M.     Heading.     [*] 
Salvation  by  Grace.    Titus  iii,  3,  7. 
e  1     (T  ORD,  we  confess  our  numerous  faults, 
Jui     How  great  our  guilt  has  been! 
Foolish  and  vain  were  all  our  thoughts, 
And  all  our  lives  were  sin. 
o  2  But,  O  my  soul,  for  ever  praise, 
For  ever  love  his  name, 
Who  tu* mis  thy  feet  from  dang'rous  ways 
Of  folly,  sin,  and  shame.) 
— 3  'Tis  not  by  works  of  righteousness, 

Which  our  own  hands  have  done; 
0  But  we  are  sav'd  by  sov'rtign  grace 
Abounding  through  his  Son. 


Book  I.  HYMN  lis,  11.",. 5L 

— I  'lis  from  the  mercy  of  our  (jod, 

That  all  our  hopes  begin; 
'Tis  by  the  water  and  the  blood, 

Oar  souls  are  wafth'd  from  sin. 
p  5  'Tis  through  the  purchase  of  His  death, 

Who  bung  upon  the  tree* 
The  Spirit  is  sent  down  to  breathe, 

On  such  dry  bones  as  we. 
o  6  Rais'd  from  the  dead,  we  live  anew: 

And,  justify 'd  by  grace, 
s   We  shall  appear  in  glory  too, 

And  see  our  F 

HYMN  lu.    C.  ML     B  dford.    [*] 

The  Brazen  Serpent.     2  John  ver.  14  — 16. 

1   ou  did  the  Hebrew  pn  phet  raise 

k5     The  brazen  serpent  high; 
The  wounded  felt  immediate  ea.se, 
The  camp  forbore  to  die. 
d  2  "Look  upward  in  the  dying  hour, 

And  live!"  the  prophet  cries! 
e  But  Christ  performs  a  nobler  cure, 

When  faith  lifts  up  her  eyes. 
— 3  High  on  the  cross  the  Saviour  hung! 
High  in  the  heav'nshe  reigns! 
Here  sinners,  by  th'  old  serpent  stung, 
Look,  and  forget  their  pains. 
g  4  When  God's  o«vn  Son  is  lifted  up, 
A  dying  world  revives; 
The  Jew  behold  the  glorious  hope, 
Th'  expiring  Gentile  lives. 

HYMN  113.    C.  iM.     Warcham.     [*] 

Abraham's  Blessing  on  the  Gentiles.     Gen.  xvii,  7.   Horn. 
xv,  8.  Mark  x,  U. 

1  ■  |QW  large  the  promise — how  divine — 
J!-    To  Abrah'm  and  his  seed; 
d  "TO  b    a  God  to  thee  and  thine, 

Supplying  all  their  need." 
— 2  The  words  of  his  extensive  love 
From  age  to  are  endure; 
The  Angel  of  the  cov'nant  pr 
And  seals  the  :  »re  . 


314  HYMN  114,  115.  Book  L 

I)  3  Jesus  the  ancient  faith  confirms, 
To  oar  great  fathers  giv'n; 
He  takes  young  children  to  Ills  arms, 
And  calls  them  heirs  of  heav'n. 
o  4  Our  God,  how  faithful  are  his  ways! 
His  love  endures  the  same; 
Nor  from  the  promise  of  his  grace 
Blots  out  the  children's  name. 

HYMN  114.     C.  M.     Sunday,     [*] 
The  same.    Rom.  xi,  IC,  17. 
e  1    fl  ENTILES  by  nature,  we  belong 

\Jf     To  the  wild  olive  wood; 
o  Grace  took  us  from  the  barren  tree, 

And  grafts  us  in  the  good. 

— 2  With  the  same  blessings  grace  endows 

The  Gentile  and  the  Jew; 

If  pure  and  holy  be  the  root, 

Such  are  the  branches  too. 

o  3  Then  let  the  children  of  the  saints 

Be  dedicate  to  God; 
e  Pour  out  thy  Spirit  on  them,  Lord, 

And  wash  them  in  thy  blood. 
o  4  Thus  to  the  parents,  and  their  seed, 

Shall  thy  salvation  come; 
o  And  numerous  households  meet  at  last, 
In  one  eternal  home. 

HYMN    115.     C.  M.     Plymouth,     [b] 
Conviction  by  the  Law.     Rora.  vii,  §,  9,  14,  24. 
1     |    ORD,  now  secure  my  conscience  was, 
JLd     And  felt  no  inward  dread! 

1  was  alive  without  the  law, 

And  thought  my  sins  were  dead. 

2  My  hopes  of  heav'n  were  firm  and  bright; 
e       But  since  the  precept  came, 

With  a  convincing  pow'r  and  light, 
I  find  how  viie  I  am. 

3  (My  guilt  appear'd  but  small  before, 
'Till  terribly  I  saw. 

How  perfect,  holy,  just,  and  pure, 
Is  thine  eternal  law. 
c  4  Then  felt  my  soul  the  heavy  load, 
My  sinsreviv'd  again; 


JBook  I.  HYMN  116,  117.  515 

1  hid  provok'd  a  dreadful  Godi 
And  all  my  hopes  were  slain.) 
p  5  I'm  like  a  helpless  captive,  sold 

.  r  the  pow'r  of  sii.; 
I  cannot  do  the  good  I  would, 
Nor  keep  my  conscience  clean. 
— 6  My  God^  I  cry  with  ev'ry  breath, 
For  some  kind  pow'r  to  save; 
To  break  the  yoke  of  sin  and  death, 
And  th  is  redeem  the  slave. 

HYMN   116.     L.  M.     Bath.     [*]  r 

have  to  God  and  our  J\"eig,\bour.     Matt.  xxii,37 — 40. 

1  FBIM US  saith  the  first,  the  great  command, 

J-    "Let  all  thy  inward  pow'rs  unite, 
To  love  thy  Maket\and  thy  God, 
With  utmost  vigour  and  delight. 

2  Then  shall  thy  neighbour,  next  in  place, 
Share  thine  affection  and  esteem; 

And  let  thy  kindness  to  thyself, 
Measure  and  rule  thy  love  to  him." 

0  This  is  the  sense  that  Mo:scs  spoke; 
This  did  the  prophets  preach  and  prove; 
For  want  of  this  the  1  tw  is  broke, 

And  the  whole  law's  fulfill'd  by  love. 
41  4  But  oh!  how  base  our  passions  are! 

How  cold  our  charity  and  zeal! 
— Lord,  fill  our  souls  with  heav'nly  fire, 
Or  we  shall  ne'er  perform  thy  will. 

*~  HYMN  117     L.  M     B tendon:  Bath.     [*&]" 

Election  Sovereign  and  Free.    Rom.   ix,  l2l— 24. 

1  IJKHOLL)  tne  potter  and  the  clay, 
JLf  He  forms  his  vessels  as  he  please; 

Such  is  our  God,  and  such  arc  we, 
The  subjects  of  his  just  decrees. 

2  [Doth  not  the  workman's  pow'r  extend 
O'er  all  the  mass,  which  part  to  chuse, 
And  mould  it  for  a  nobler  end, 

And  which  to  leave  for  viler  use?] 
c  3  May  notthe  sovereign  Lord  on  high 
I)is|)ense  his  favours  ;\s  he  will, 

Choose  tome  to  life,  while  others  die, 
And  yet  be  just,  and  gracious  still? 


3j6 HYMN  118. Bookj. 

d  4  [What  if,  to  m.ike  his  terrour  known, 

He  lets  his  patience  long  endure, 

Suffering  vile  rebels  to  go  on. 

And  seal  their  own  destruction  sure? 

5  What  if  he  means  to  show  his  grace, 

And  his  electing  love  employs, 

To  mark  out  some  of  mortal  race, 

And  form  them  fit  for  heav'nly  joys?] 
— 6  Shall  mqp  reply  against  the  Lord, 

And  call  his  M   ker\s  ways  unjust? — 
o  The  thunder  of  whose  dreadful  word 

Can  crush  a  thousand  worlds  to  dust, 
p  7  But,  O  my  soul,  if  truth  so  bright, 

Should  dazzle  and  confound  thy  sight; 

Yet  still,  his  written  will  obey, 

And  wait  the  great  decisive  day. 
£  8  Then  he  shall  make  his  justice  known; 

And  the  whole  world  before  his  throne, 

With  joy  or  terrour  shall  confess 

The  glory  of  his  righteousness. 

HYMN    118.     S.  M.     St.  Bridge'*.     [*] 

Sin  against  the  Laiv  and  Gospel.    John  i,  17.  rleb.  iii, 

3,  5,  6;  x,  28,  29. 

1  PTjlHE  law  by  Moses  came; 

JL      But  peace  and  truth  aid  love, 
Were  bro't  by  Christ,  a  nobler  name, 
Descending  from  above. 

2  Amidst  the  h<>use  of  God, 
Their  difFrent  works  were  done; 

Moses  a  faithful  servant  stood, 
But  Christ  a  faithful  Son. 
o       3  Then  to  his  new  commands 
Be  strict  obedience  paid; 
O'er  all  his  Father's  house  lie  stands, 
The  Suv'reign  and  the  Head. 
e       4  The  man  who  durst  despise 
The  law  that  Moses  brought! 
p  Behold!  how  terrible  he  dies — 

For  his  presumptuous  fault, 
e       5  But  sorer  vengeance  falls 
On  that  rebellious  race, 
Who  hate  to  hear  when  Jesus  calls, 
And  dare  resist  his  grace. 


Book  I.         HYMN  119—121.  sir 

HYMN  119.    C.  M.    Abridge.     [*] 

Various  success  of  the  Gbtpeti     1  Cor.  i,  l2r-,  21;    2 Cor.  ii, 
1<"';    I  Uor.  >'">  6,  7. 

1   flHRIST  and  his  cross  is  all  our  theme; 

v^     The  myst'ries  that  we  s] 
Are  scandal  in  the  Jews'  esteem, 
And  folly  to  the  Greek. 
o  2  But  souls,  enlightcrftl  from  above, 
With  joy  receive  the  word; 
They  see  what  wisdom,  pow'r  and  love, 
Shine  in  their  dying  Lord. 
— 3  The  vital  savour  of  his  name 

Restores  their  fainting  breath: 
e    But  unbelief  perverts  the  same 
a      To  guilt,  despair,  and  death. 
— 4  'Till  God  diffuse  his  graces  down, 
Like  show'rs  of  heav'nly  rain. 
In  vain  A  polios  sows  the  ground, 
And  Paul  may  plant  in  vain. 

HYMN  120.     C.  M.     Mear.     [*] 
Faith  oj  Things  unseen.     Heb.  xi,  1,  3,  8,  10. 

1  XT' A  ITU  is  the  brightest  evidence 
JL       Of  things  beyond  our  sight; 

Breaks  through  the  clouds  of  flesh  and  sense, 
And  dwells  in  heav'nly  light. 

2  It  sets  times  past  in  present  view, 
Brings  distant  prospects  home — 

Of  things  a  thousand  years  ago, 
Or  thousand  years  to  come. 

3  By  faith,  we  know  the  worlds  were  made, 
By  God's  almighty  word; 

Abrah'm  to  unknown  countries  led, 
By  faith  obey'd  the  Lord. 

4  He  sought  a  city  fair  and  high, 
Built  by  th'  eternal  hands; 

o  And  faith  assures  us,  though  we  die, 
That  heav'nly  building  stands. 

I IVMN  121.     C.  M.     St.  Martin's.     [*] 
Children  Seveted  te  God.  Gt'n.  xvii,7,10.  Acts  xvi,  14,15,33. 
1  flMiUS  saith  the  mercy  of  the  Lord, 
A     'Til  be  a  God  to  thee: 


518  HYMN  122,  12S.  Took  I. 


4Tll  bless  thy  num'rous  race,  and  tl*ey 

"SUalJ  be  a  scc^fcf  nae." 
2  Abrah'm  believed  the  promis'd  grace, 

And  gare  his  sons  to  God; 
But  water  se  ils  the  blessing  now, 

That  once  was  seal'd  with  blood. 
3  Thus  Lydia  sanctified  ber  house, 

When  she  received  the  word; 
Thus  the  believing  Jailer  gave 

His  household  to  the  Lord. 
4  Thus  later  saints,  eternal  King, 

Thine  ancient  truth  embrace: 
To  thee  their  infant  offspring  bring, 

And  humbly  claim  the  grace. 

HYxVIN  122.     L   M.      Qiiercy.     [*] 
Believers  buried  ivith  Christ.    Rom.  vi,  3,  4,  &c. 
e  1    TkO  we  not  know  that  solemn  word, 
_I_f  That  we  are  buried  with  the  Lord? 
Baptis'd  into  his  death,  and  then 
Put  off  the  body  of  our  sin? 
o  2  Our  souls  receive  diviner  breath, 

Rais'd  from  corruption,  guilt,  and  death; 
o  So  from  the  grave  did  Christ  arise, 

And  lives  to  God  above  the  skies. 
—3  No  more  let  sin  or  Satan  reign 
Over  our  mortal  flesh  again; 
The  various  lusts,  we  serv.'d  before, 
Shall  have  dominion  now  no  more. 

HYMN  123.     C.  M.    Reading,  [b*] 
The  Repenting  P radical.    Luke  xv,  13,  Sec. 
1  TlEHOLD  the  wretch,  whose  lust  and  wine 

j|j  Has  wasted  his  estate! 
He  begs  a  share  among  the  swine, 
To  taste  the  husks  they  eat. 
p  2  "I  die  with  hunger  here/'  he  cries, 
"I  starve  in  foreign  la  ids; 
"My  father's  house  has  large  supplies 
"And  bounteous  are  his  hand:  . 
— 3  "I'll  go,  and  with  a  mournful  tongue, 
"Fall  down  before  his  face; 


Book  I.  HYMN  124. 319 

jj  "Father,  I've  done  thy  justice   wrong, 

"Nor  can  deserve  thf)  gr 
o  4  He  said, — and  hastened  to  his  home, 

To  seek  his  father's  love; 
— The  father  saw  the  rebel  conic, 
e       And  all  his  bowels  W 
u  5   lie  ran  and  fell  upon  his  net  k, 

Embrac'd  and  kis&'d  his  son; 
p  The  rebel's  heart  with  sorrow  brake, 

For  follies  he  had  done. 
o  6  "Take  ofThis  clothes  of  shame  and  sit! 
o       (The  father  gives  command) 
o  Dress  him  in  garments  white  and  clean, 

With  rings  adorn  his  hand. 
7  A  day  of  feasting  I  ordain; 

Let  mirth  and  joy  abound! 
s  My  son  was  dead, — and  lives  again; 

Was  lost — and  now  is  found." 

HYMN  124.     L.  M.     Armley.     [b*] 
Hit  First  and  Second  Adam.     Rora<  v,  P2,  &c. 
e  1  TTfcEEP  in  the  dust,  betore  thy  throne, 

mJ  Our  guilt  and  our  disgrace  we  own; 
a  Great  God  we  own  th'  unhappy  name, 
Whence  sprung  our  nature,  and  our  shame! 
2  Adam  the  sinner:  at  his  fall 
Death,  like  a  conqu'ror,  seiz'd  us  all: 
A  thousand  new-born  babes  are  dead, 
Bv  fatal  union  to  their  head. 
c  3  Hut  whilst  our  spirits  fillM  with  awe, 
Behold  the  terrours  of  thy  law, 

ing  the  honours  of  thy  grace, 

sent  to  save  our  ruin'd  race. 

4  We  sing  thine  everlasting  Son, 

,    n  Lture  to  his  own: 

g  Adam  the  &  1 1  nd,  from  the  dust, 

Raises  the  ruins  of  the  first. 
e  5   [By  the  rebellion  of  one  r 

Through  all  his  seed  the  mischief  ran; 
—  And  by  one  \\.  nee  now. 

Arc  all  his  seed  made  righteous  too. 
o  G  Where  sin  did  r  ind, 

The  re  have  the  sons  of  Adam  foi 


3*20  HYMN  125,  126.  Book  I. 

o  Abounding  life;  there  glorious  grace 

Reigns  through  the  Lord  our  righteousness.] 

HYMN  125.     C.  M.     Barby.     [*] 
Christ's  Compassion  to  the  Weak  and  Tempted.    Heb.  iv, 
16;  v,  7.  Matt,  xii,  20. 
1  \\riTH  joy  we  meditate  the  grace 
▼  ▼     Of  our  High  Priest  above; 
e  His  heart  is  made  of  tenderness, 

His  bowels  melt  with  love. 
p  2  Touch'd  with  a  sympathy  within, 
He  knows  our  feeble  frame; 
He  knows  what  sore  temptations  mean, 
For  he  has  felt  the  same. 
— 3  But  spotless,  innocent,  and  pure, 

The  great  Redeemer  stood; 
e  While  Satan's  fiery  darts  he  bore, 

And  did  resist  to  blood. 
p  4  He  in  the  days  of  feeble  flesh, 
Pour'd  out  his  cries  and  tears; 
e  And  in  his  measure  feels  afresh 

What  ev'ry  member  bears. 
b  5    (He'll  never  quench  the  smoking  flax, 
But  raise  it  to  a  flame; 
The  bruised  reed  he  never  breaks. 
Nor  scorns  the  meanest  name.) 
o  6  Then  let  our  humble  faith  address 

His  mercy  and  his  pow'r; 
o  We  shall  obtain  delivering  grace, 
In  the  distressing  hour. 

HYMN  126.     L.M.    Islington.     [*] 
Charity  and  Uncharitabteness.  Rom.xiv,17,19.  lCor.x,  32. 

1  T^JQT  different  food,  nor  difFrent  dress, 
±-^    Compose  the  kingdom  of  our  Lord; 

But  peace,  and  joy,  and  righteousness, 
Faith,  and  obedience  to  his  word. 

2  When  weaker  Christians  we  despise, 
We  do  the  gospel  mighty  wrong; 

For  God,  the  gracious  and  the  wise, 
Receives  the  feeble  with  the  strong; 

3  Let  pride  and  wrath  be  banish'd  hence, 
Meekness  and  love  our  souh>  pursue* 

/ 


Rook  F.  HYMN  1ST.  128. 

Nor  shall  our  practice  give  offi  nee 
To  saints,  the  Gentile  or  the  Jew, 

"^         HYMN   1-T.     L   M.      ru'tuirtil.     [*] 
Christ's  tnmtation  to  Sinner*.     Matt.  \i,  *js— SO. 

1  47U)ME  hither,  all  ye  weary  souls, 

Vv'  Ye  heavy  laden  sinners  come; 
I'll  give  you  rest  from  all  your  toils, 
And  raise  you  to  my  heav'nly  home. 

2  They  shall  find  rest,  who  learn  of  me, 
I'm  of  a  meek  and  lowly  mind; 

But  passion  rages  Like  the 

pride  is  restU  ss  as  ihe  wind. 

3  Bless'd  is  the  man,  whose  shoulders  take 
My  yoke,  and  bear  it  with  delight; 

My  yoke  is  ea^y  to  his  neck, 
My  grace  shall  make  I  he  burden  light." 
o  4  Jesus,  we  come  at  thy  command, 
With  faith,  and  hope,  and  humble  zeal; 
Resign  our  spirits  to  thy  hand, 
To  mould  and  guide  us  at  thy  will. 

HYMN  128.     L.M.     Green's.     [*] 

The  Apostle s*    Commifi.<ion.      Mark  xvi,    15,    kc.      Ma'.' 

wiii,  1  8,  ice. 

1  "#"^0,  preach  my  Gospel/1  saith  the  Lord; 
\f  Bid  the  whole  earth,  my  grace  receive: 
o  He  shall  be  sa\  'd,  \sho  trusts  my  word; 
e  He  shall  be  damn'd,  who  wont  believe. 
— 2  I'll  make  your  great  commission  known, 

And  \e  shall  prove  my  Gospel  true; 

By  all  the  works  that  J  hive  done, 

By  all  the  wonders  ye  shall  do. 
g  3  Go  heal  the  sick;  go  raise  the  dead; 

Go  cast  out  devils  in  my  name: 

N  \r  let  my  prophets  be  afraid, 

Tho*  Greeks  reproach,  and  Jews  blaspheme. 

4-  Teach  all  the  nations  my  commands; 

I'm  with  you  till  the  world  shall  end: 

All  pow'r  is  trusted  in  my  hands 

1  can  destroy,  and  1  defen   .' 
o  5  He  Spake  — and  light  shone  round  his  head. 

On  a  bright  cloud  to  lieav  n  he  rode: 


322 HYMN  129— 131.         BookL 

g  T  farthest  nations  spread 

T    ?  grac<  of  their  ascended  God. 

HYMN  129.     L.M.     JrmHj.     [b*]  ' 

Abraham  offering  his  Son.     Gen.  xxii,  6,  &c. 

1  O  AINTS,  at  your  heav'nly  Fuher's  word, 
O  (jive  up  your  comforts  to  the  Lord; 

He  shall  restore  what  you  resign, 
Or  grant  you  blessings  more  divine. 

2  So  Abrah'm,  with  obedient  hand, 
Led  forth  his  son,  at  God's  command; 
The  wood,  the  fire,  the  knife  he  took; 
H:s  arm  prepar'd  the  dreadful  stroke. 

d  3  "Abrah'm,  forbear,"  the  angel  cry'd, 
••Thy  faith  is  known  thy  love  is  try'd; 
"Thy  son  shall  live,  and  in  thy  seed, 
"Shall  the  whole  earth  be  bless'd  indeed." 

o  4  Just  in  the  last  distressing  hour, 
The  Lord  displays  deliv'ring  pow'r; 
The  mount  of  danger  is  the  place, 
Where  we  shall  see  surpris'ng  grace. 

~"         HYMN  130.     L   M.     &cHiun      [b*]  ^ 

Jtove  and  Hatred.     Phil,  ii,  2.    Eph.  iv,  30,  &c. 
e  1  "VTOW  by  the  bowels  of  my  God, 

X^i    His  sharp  distress,  his  sore  complaints,— 

By  his  last  groans,  his  dying  blood,— 

I  charge  my  soul  to  love  the  saints. 
— 2  Clamour  and  wrath  and  war  begone, 

Envy  and  spite  for  ever  cease; 

Let  bitter  words  no  more  be  known, 

Amongst  the  saints,  the  sons  of  peace. 
e  3  The  Spirit,  like  a  peaceful  dove, 

F>ies  from  the  realms  of  noise  and  strife; 

Why  should  we  vex  and  grieve  His  love, 

Who  seals  our  souls  to  heav'nly  life? 

4  Tender  and  kind  be  all  our  thoughts, 

Through  all  our  lives  let  mercy  run: 
— So  God  forgives  our  num'rous  faults, 

For  the  dear  sake  of  Christ  his  Son. 


HYMN  131      L.M.     Islington,     [b*] 
The  Pharisee  and  Publican.  Luke  xviii,  10,  &te. 
EHOLD,  how  sinners  disagree, — 
The  Publican  and  Pharisee! 


B 


Book  I.  HYMN  132,  133.  223 

o  One  doth  Ins  righteousness  proclaim, 

c  The  other  owns  his  guilt  and  shame. 
p  2  This  man  at  humble  distance  stands, 

And  cries  for  grace  with  Lifted  hands; 
o  Tii at  boldlv  rises  near  the  throne, 

And  talks  of  duties  he  has  done. 
— 3  The  Lord  their  different  language  knows, 

And  difV'rent  answers  he  bestows: 
o  The  humble  soul  with  grace  he  crowns, 
e  Whilst  on  the  proud  his  anger  frowns. 

— 4  Dear  Father,  let  me  never  be 

Join'd  with  the  boasting  Pharisee; 
e  I  have  no  merits  nf  my  own, 

But  plead  the  suff'rings  of  thy  Son. 

HYMN  13 j.     I7.~M.     Hrtiuf-i    .     Ofiorio.     [*]~ 

Holiness  and  Grace.    Tit.  ii,  10,  13. 

1  GO  let  our  lips  and  lives  express, 
&  The  holy  Gospel,  we  pr   . 

So  let  our  works  and  virtues  shine, 
To  prove  the  doctrine  all  divine. 

2  Thus  shall  we  best  proclaim  abroad 
The  honours  of  our  Saviour  God; 
Wheh  the  salvation  reigns  within, 
And  grace  subdues  the  pow'r  of  sin. 

c  3  Our  flesh  and  sense  must  be  denied, 

P  kssion  and  envy,  lust  and  pride; 
o  Whilst  justice,  temp'rance,  truth  and  love, 

Our  inward  piety  approve. 
—4  Religion  bears  our  spirits  up, 

Whiie  we  expect  that  blessed  hope, — 
o  The  bright  appearance  of  the  Lord; — 
— And  faith  stands  It  aning  on  Ids  word. 

HYMN  133.     C.  M.      York.  [*] 
Love  and  Charity.     1  Cor.  xiii,  lJ — 7,  I    . 

1  X  EX  Pharisees  of  high  esteem 

Li  Their  faith  and  zeal  declare; 
All  their  religion  is  a  dream, 
If  love  be  wanting  there. 

2  Love  suffers  long  with  patient  i  ye, 
Nor  is  provok'd  in  1. 

She  lets  the  present  injury  die, 
And  long  forgets  the  pa**. 


524 HYMN  134,135,  Book  I. 

0  (Malice  and  rage,  those  fires  of  hell, 
She  quenches  with  her  tongue; 

Hopes,  and  believes,  and  thinks  no  ill, 
Though  she  endures  the  wrong.) 

4  (She  ne'er  desires,  nor  seeks  to  know 
The  scandals  of  the  time; 

Nor  looks  with  pride  on  those  helow, 
Nor  envies  those  who  climb.) 

5  She  lavs  her  own  advantage  by, 
To  seek  her  neighbour's  good:— • 

o  So  God's  own  Son  came  down  to  die, 

And  bought  our  lives  with  blood, 
o  6  Love  is  the  grace,  that  keeps  her  powV, 

In  all  the  realms  above; 
There  faith  and  hope  are  known  no  more, 

But  saints  for  ever  love. 

HYMN  134.     L.  M.     Islington.     Quercy.  [b*] 
Religion  vain  without  Love.     1  Cor.  xiii,  I,  c2,  3. 

1  lTfAD  I  the  tongues  of  Greeks  and  Jews, 
jIjSL  And  nobler  speech  than  angels  u>c, 

If  love  be  absent,  I  am  found, 

Like  tinkling  brass,  an  empty  sound. 

2  Were  I  inspir'd  to  preach,  and  tell 
All  that  is  done  in  heaven  and  hell; 
Or  could  my  faith  the  world  remove, 
Still — 1  am  nothing  without  love. 

3  Should  I  distribute  all  my  stoie, 
To  feed  the  bowels  of  the  poor; 
Or  give  my  body  to  the  flame, 

To  gain  a  martyr*?  glorious  name; — 

4  If  love  to  God,  and  love  to  men, 
Be  abse.it — all  my  hopes  are  vain: 
Nor  tongues,  nor  gifts,  nor  fiery  zeal, 
The  works  of  love  can  e'er  fulfil. 

HYMN   135.     L.  M;     Sicilian.    Grten'9, 
Love  of  Christ  in  the  Heart.     Eph.  i;i,  16,  kc. 

1   ^iOME,  dearest  Lord,  descend  an  I 
%J  By  faith  and  love  in  e\  Vy  bre  .     . 
o  Then  shall  vve  know,  and  tas'.e,  and  Feel, 

The  jo,  s  that  cannot  tie  exj 


Book  I.  HYMN  136,137. 

iic.  fill  oar  hearts  with  inward  strength; 
Make  our  enlarged  souls  poss 

And  learn  the  height  and  breadth  and  length, 
Of  thine  unmeasur  djle  grace, 
s    3  Now  to  the  God  whose  pow'r  can  do, 
More  than  imr  tho'ts  or  wishes  know; 
Be  everlasting  honours  done, 
By  all  the  church — thro5  Christ  his  Sen. 

HYMN   136.     C   M.     .Ibiui^.     Plymouth. 
Sincerity  and  Hypocrisy.  John  iv,  24.  Psalm  c 

1  4  H)D  is  a  Spirit,  just  and  wise, 
XJ    He  sees  our  in  m  st  mind; 

In  vain  to  heav'n  I  r  cries, 

And  leave  our  souls  behind. 

2  Nothing  but  truth,  before  his  throne, 
With  nonour  can  appear: 

The  painted  hypocrites  art  known, 
Through  the  disguise  they  wear. 

3  Their  lifted  eyes  salute  the  shies, 
Their  bending  knee.-,  the  ground; 

But  God  abhors  the  sacrifice, 

Where  not  the  heart  is  found. 
c  4  Lord,  search  my  thoughts,  and  try  my  ways, 

And  make  my  soul  sincere; 
o  Then  shall  I  stand  before  thy  face, 

And  find  acceptance  there. 
HYMN  137.    L.M.    Leed*.     CaacU-  *:r7ct.     [5] 

Salvation  by   Grace  in  Ciiuist.     g^Tim,  i,  9,10. 
1   ^VTOW,  to  the  pow'r  of  God  supreme 

±y     Be  everlasting  honours  giv'n; 
He  saves  from  hell — (we  bless  his  name,) 
He  calls  our  wand'ring  feet  to  Heav,n. 
c  l2   Not  for  our  duties,  or  deserts, 
o  But  of  his  own  abundant  grace, 
He  works  salvation  in  our  hearts, 
I  i  iruis  a  people  for  his  praise. 
—  I  'Twas  Ilia  own  purpose  that  begun 
To  :  ><  Is,  doo  n*d  to  die; 

i\  e  us  grace  in  Christ  his  5 
Before  he  spread  the  starry  sky. 
28 


S26 HYMN  138,  139.  Book  I. 

o~4  Jesus  the  Lord  appears  at  last. 

And  makes  his  Father's  counsels  known; 
o  Declares  the  great  transactions  pass'd. 

And  brings  immortal  blessings  down, 
e  5  He  dies! — and  in  that  dreadful  night 

Did  all  the  pow'rs  of  hell  destroy; 
o  Rising — he  brought  our  heav'n  to  light, 

And  took  possession  of  the  jov. 

HYMN  13S.     C.  M.     Colchester.     [♦] 
Saints  in  the  Hands  of  CuniST.     John  x,  28,  29. 

1  TT^IRM  as  the  earth,  thy  gospel  stands, 
JL      My  Lord,  my  hope,  my  trust; 

If  I  am  found  in  Jesus'  hands, 
My  soul  can  ne'er  be  lost. 

2  His  honour  is  engag'd  to  save 
The  meanest  of  his  sheep; 

Ail,  whom  his  heav'nly  Father  gave, 
His  hands  securely  keep. 

3  Nor  death,  nor  hell  shall  e'er  remove 
His  fav'rites  from  his  breast; 

In  the  dear  bosom  of  his  love 
They  must  forever  rest. 

HYMN  139.    L.  M.     Green's,     [b*] 
Hope  in  the  Covenant.    Heb.  vi,  17 — 19. 
e  1  "ITOVV  oft  have  sin  and  Satan  strove 

-O-    To  rend  my  soul  from  thee,  my  God? 
o  But  everlasting  is  thy  love, 

And  Jesus  seals  it  with  his  blood. 
— 2  The  oath  and  promise  of  the  Lord 

Join  to  confirm  the  wondrous  grace; 
g  Eternal  pow'r  performs  the  word, 

And  fills  ail  heav'n  with  endless  praise. 
e  3  Amidst  temptations,  sharp  and  long, 

My  soul  to  this  dear  refuge  flies; 
— Hope  is  my  anchor,  firm  and  strong, 

While  tempests  blow,  and  billows  rise, 
o  4  The  gospel  bears  my  spirit  up; 
g  A  faithful  and  unchanging  God 

Lays  the  foundation  for  my  hope, 

In  oaths,  and  promises,  and  blood. 


Book  I.  HYMN  HO,  141.  7 

HYMN   UO     C    M.     York.     Heading,     [b*] 
.i  fining  and  a  dead  Faith. 

e  1  T^yllSTAKEN    cmls!  that  dream  of  heav'n, 

lvA     And  make  their  empty  boast — 
Of  inward  joys,  and  sins  forgiven, 

While  they  are  slaves  to  Inst. 
2  Vain  are  our  fancies,  air)  flights, 
If  faith  be  cold  and  dead; 
— None  bat  a  living  pow'r  unites 

To  Christ  the  living  head. 
o  3  'Tis  faith,  that  changes  all  the  heart; 
'Tis  faith  that  works  by  love; 
That  bids  all  sinful  joys  depart, 
And  Lifts  the  thoughts  above. 
o  4  'Tis  faith  that  conquers  earth  and  hell, 
By  a  cexstial  pow'r; 
This  is  the  grace  that  shall  prevail, 
In  the  decisive  hour. 
e  5  (Faith  must  obey  her  Fa^.er's  will, 
As  vvell  as  trust  his  grace; 
A  pard'ning  God  is  jealous  still, 
For  his  own  holiness. 
—6  When  from  the  curse  he  sets  us  free, 
He  makes  our  natures  clean; 
Nor  would  he  send  his  Son  to  be 
The  Minister  of  sin. 
o  7  His  Spirit  purifies  our  frame, 

•And  seab  our  peace  with  God: 
— Jesus,  and  his  salvation  came, 
Hv  water  and  by  blood  ) 

HYMN    141.      S.  VI.      .in I  •.,';;:; -y.      [b] 
The  Humiliation  and  Exaltation  0/ Christ,  ha*  liii,l — 5, 

10—12. 
e       1    lirHO  h.is  bedev'd  thy  word, 
vv      Or  thy  salvation  known? 
v  Reveal  thine  arm,  Almighty  Lord, 

And  glorify  thy  Son. 
e      2  The  Jews  esteem'd  him  here, 

Too  mean  for  their  belief; 
p  Sorrows  his  chief  acquaintance  were, 
And  his  companion  grief. 


328 HYMN   142.  Book  L 

—  3  They  ttirn'd  their  eyes  away, 

And  treated  him  with  scorn; 
p  But  'twas  their  grief  upon  him  lay, 

Their  sorrows  he  has  borne, 
a       4  'Twas  for  the  stubborn  Jews, 

And  Gentiles,  then  unknown, 
The  God  of  justice  pleas'd  to  bruise 

His  best  beloved  Son. 

—  5  "But  I'll  prolong  his  days, 

And  make  his  kingdom"  stand; 
o  My  pleasure,  s:uth  the  God  of  grace, 

Shall  prosper  in  his  hand. 
©       6  (His  joyful  soul  shall  see 

The  purchase  of  his  pain; 
And  by  his  knowledge  justify 

The  guilty  sons  of  men.) 
o      7  (Ten  thousand  captive  slaves, 

Released  from  death  and  sin, 
Shall  quit  their  prisons,  and  their  grave6, 

And  own  his  pow'r  Divine.) 
u       8  Ileav'n  snail  advance  my  Son, 

To  joys  that  earth  deny'd; 
c  Who  saw  the  follies  men  had  done,        4k. 
a  And  bore  their  sins,  and  died." 

"~         HYMN   142.     S.  M.     Bingham,     [b] 

The  same.    Isa.  liii,  6—0 — 12. 
e       IT  IKE  sheep  we  went  astray, 

Jul     And  broke  the  fold  of  God; 
Each  wand'ring  in  a  diflPrent  way, 
But  all  the   downward  road. 
p       2  How  dreadful  was  the  hour, 

When  God  our  svand'rings  laid, 
And  did  at  once  his  vengeance  pour, 
Upon  the  Shepherd's  head, 
o       3  How  glorious  was  the  grace, 

When  Christ  sustain'd  the  stroke! 
His  life  and  blood  the  Shepherd  pays, 
A  ransom  for  the  flock. 
a    4     His  honour  and  his  breath 
Were  taken  both  away; 
Join'd  with  the  wicked  in  his  death, 
And  made  as  vile  as  they. 


Book  I.  HYMN  143. 

o      5  But  (rod  shall  raise  lu^  head, 
O'er  all  the  sons  pf  men; 

And  make  him  see  a  num'rous  seed, 
To  recompense  his  pain. 
g      6   "I'll  give  him,"  saith  the  Lord, 
"A  portion  with  the  strong; 

1  He  shall  possess  a  large  re  war*), 

k#And  h  Id  his  honours  long." 

HYMN  143.  CM.     Harbu.     [*] 
Characters  »f  the  Children  of  Lion,  from  several  Scriptures . 

b  l   ^v>  nen  born  babes  desire  the  breast, 

^  To  feed,  and  grow,  and  thrive; 
Su  saints  with  joy  the  gospel  taste, 
And  by  the  gospel  live. 

2  [With  inward  gust,  their  heart  approves 
All  that  the  word  relates; 

They  lo\  e  the  men  their  Father  loves, 

And  hate  the  work  he  hates. 
5  Not  all  the  fiatt'ring  baits  on  earth, 

Can  make  them  slaves  to  lust; 
They  can't  forget  their  heavenly  birth. 

Nor  grovel  in  the  dust. 
4  Not  all  the  chains  that  tyrants  use, 
Shall  bind  their  souls  to  vice: 

i  1 .!.;    ao  nq'ror,  can  produce 
A  thousand  victoi  ies.] 
— 5  Grace,  like  an  uncorrupted  seed, 
des  and  reigns  within; 
Immortal  principles  forbid 
The  sons  ot  God  to  sin. 
e  6  Not  by  the  terrotirs  of  a  slave, 

Do  they  perfoi  m  his  will; 
o  But  with  the  noblest  pow'rs  they  have, 

His  sweet  c<  mmands  fulfil. 
— 7  They  find  access  at  ev'ry  hour 
To  God,  within  the  - 
II-  nee  the)  derive  a  quick'ning  powV, 
A  i. d  joys  that  never  fail. 
o  8  ( I  ils!  ()  glorious  state 

Of  ever-flowing  gi  ai  e! 
To  dwell  so  near  their  Father's  wtx  t, 
And  see  his    i 
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330  HYMN  144,  145.  Book  I. 

r  9  L)d  laid*  ss  thy  hz  a  v'niy  throne; 

Call  me  a  child  of  thine; 
Send  down  the  Spirit  of  thy  Son, 

To  form  my  heart  di\ine. 
— 10  There  shed  thy  choicest  love  abroad, 

And  make  my  comforts  strong; 
d  Then  shall  I  s*y,  My  Father,  God, 

With  an  unwav'ring  tongae. 

HYMN  144.     C7\I       Canterbury.     York.      [:,*] 
The  witnessing  and  sealing  Spirit.  Horn,  viii,  14,  1C.  Bph. 

i,  13,  14. 
e   i  \\THY  should  the  children  of  a  king, 

f  ▼     Go  mourning  all  their  clays? 
o  Great  Comforter,  descend  and  bring 

Some  tokens  of  toy  grace. 
e  2  Dost  thou  not  dwell  in  all  the  saints, 
And  seal  the  heirs  of  heav'n? 
When  wilt  thou  banish  my  complaints, 
And  show  my  sins  for giv'n? 
— 3  Assure  my  conscience  of  her  part, 
In  the  Redeemer's  blood; 
And  bear  thy  witness  with  my  heart, 
That  I  am  born  of  God.  £ 

o  4  Thou  art  the  earnest  of  his  love, 
The  pledge  of  joys  to  come; 
And  thy  soft  wings,  celestial  Dove, 
Will  safe  convey  me  home. 

HYMN  145.    CM.     Sunday.  Christmas.     [*] 

CiiitisT  and  *3arun.    Heb.  vii,  and  ix. 
1    XESL'S,  in  thee  our  eyes  behold 

$3    A  thousand  gLories  more, 
Than  the  rich  gems,  aod  polish'd  gold, 
The  sons  of  Aaron  wore. 
e  2  They  first  their  own  burnt  ofi'i  ings  bro't, 

To  purge  themselves  from  sin; 
e  Thy  life  was  pure  without  a  spot, 

And  all  thy  nature  clean. 
*— 3  [Fresh  blood,  as  constant  as  the  day, 
Was  on  their  altars  spilt; 
But  thy  one  off'ring  takes  away, 

For  ever,  all  our  guilt. 
4  Their  priesthood  ran  through  sev'ral  hands, 
For  mortal  wus»tueir  racj; 


Book  I HYMN  146. 21l 

Thy  never-changing  office  stands, 

Eternal  as  thy  days.] 

e  5  Once  in  the  circuit  of  a  year, 
With  blood — but  not  his  own, 
Aaron  Within  the  vail  appears, 
Before  the  golden  throne. 
q  6   But  Christ,  by  his  own  powerful  blood, 
Ascends  above  the  skies; 

,  in  the  presence  of  our  God, 
Shows  his  own  sacrifice. 
o  7  Jesus,  the  King  of  glory,  reigns, 
On  '/ion's  heav'nlv  hill; 
Looks  like  a  lamb  that  has  been  slain, 
And  wears  his  priesthood  still. 
— 3  He  ever  lives — to  intercede 
Before  his  Father's  face: 
Give  him,  my  soul,  thy  cause  to  plead, 
Nor  doubt  the  Father's  grace. 

HYMN  146.     L.  ^L     Ofiorto.     JVanCwkfi.     [*J" 
Ths  'Excellencies  of 'Chhtst. 

1  £  iO  worship  at  Emmanuel's  feet, 

^LJ  See  in  his  face  what  wonders  meet; 
Kartljs%>  too  narow  to  ex| 
His  worth,  his  glory,  or  his  grace. 

2  The  whole  crea!  Hbrd 
Bu»                              dows  of  my  Lord; 

to  make  his  beauties  known, 
Mu  •  s,  not  her  own. 

• ;  or  bm  ad? 

Dear  Lord,  our  souls  would  thus  be  fed: 

it  dying  blood  of  thine, 
]     >read  of  life,  is  heav'nly  wine. 

4  Ls  re  a  Tree?  The  world  receives 
Salvation  from  his  healing  leaves: 

That  1.    dcU,  that  fruitful  Bough, 

l->  David*!  root  and  oti'sp  ring- too. 

5  Is  he  a  Rose?  Not  Sharon  yie 
Such  fragrancy  in  all  her  fields: 
Or  if  the1  Lily  he  assume, 

The  vallies  bless  the  rich  perfume 

6  Is  HE  a  Vine'.-    His  heav'nlv  root 
Supplies  the  boughs  with  lii'e'and  fruit 


333 HYMN  146, Book  I. 

0  let  a  Lasting  union  join 

My  soul  to  Christ  the  living  vine. 

7  Is  he  the  Head?  Each  member  lives, 
And  owns  the  vital  power  he  gives; 
The  saints  below  and  saints  above, 
Join'd  by  his  Spirit  and  his  love. 

8  .«HEfl  Fountain?  There  I  bathe, 
And  heal  the  plague  of  sin  and  death: 
These  waters  all  my  sonl  renew, 
And  cleanse  my  spotted  garments  too. 

9  Is  he  a  Fire?  He'll  purge  my  dross; 
But  the  true  gold  sustains  no  loss; 
Like  a  refiner  shall  he  sit, 

And  tread  the  refuse  with  his  feet. 

10  Is  be  a  Rock?  How  firm  he  proves! 
The  Rock  of  Ages  never  moves: 

Yet  the  sweet  streams,  that  from  him  now, 
Attend  us  all  the  desert  through. 

11  Is  he  a  Way?  He  leads  to  God; 
The  path  is  drawn  in  lines  of  blood: 
There  would  I  walk,  with  hope  and  zeal, 
Till  I  arrive  at  Sion's  hill. 

12  Is  he  a  Door?  I'll  enter  in; 
Behold  the  pastures  large  and  green: 
A  Paradise  divinely  fair; 

None  but  the  sheep  have  freedom  there. 

13  /she  designed  a  Corner  Stone, — 
For  men  to  build  their  heav'n  upon? 
I'll  make  him  my  foundation  too; 
Nor  fear  the  plots  of  hell  below. 

14  Is  HE  a  Tcmfilc?  \  adore 

Th'  indwelling  Majestv  and  PowV: 
And  still,  to  his  most  holy  place, 
Whene'er  I  pray,  I  turn  my  face. 

15  Is  be  a  Star?  He  breaks  the  ni 
Piercing  the  shades  with  dawning  light: 

1  know  his  glories  from  afar; 

I  know  the  bright,  the  Morning- Star. 

16  Is  HE  a  Sun?  His  beams  are  grace, 
His  course  is  joy  and  righteousness: 
Nations  rejoice,  when  he  appears, 

To  chase  the  clouds,  and  dry  their  tears.] 


Hook  I.  HYMN  147,  148. $33 

v  ir  <)  Let  roe  climb  those  higher  skies, 

Where  storms  and  darkness  never  rise! 
o  There  he  displays  his  pow'rs  abroad, 

And  shines  and  reigns  th'  incarnate  God. 
g   18   Nor  earth,  nor  seas,  nor  sun,  nor  start. 

Nor  heav'n  his  full  resemblance  bears; 

His  beauties  we  can  never  'race, 

'Till  we  behold  him  face  to  face. 

HYMN   147.     I,.  M.     Green's.     [*] 
Name* and  Titles  of  Christ. 

1  [TllIS  from  the  treasure  of  his  word, 

JL    1  borrow  titles  for  my  Lord; 
Nor  art.  nor  nature,  can  supply 
Sufficient  forms  of  majesty. 

2  Bright  Image  of  the  Father's  face, 
Shining  with  undiminished  rays; 
Th'  eternal  God's  eternal  Son, 
Hie  heir  and  partner  of  his  throne. 

2  The  King  of  kings,  the  Lord  most  high, 
Writes  his  own  name  upon  his  thigh; 
He  wears  a  garment  dipt  in  blood, 
And  breaks  the  nations  with  his  rod. 

4  Where  grace  can  neither  melt,  nor  move, 
The  Lamb  resents  his  injur'd  love; 
Awakes  his  wrath,  without  delay, 

And  Judah's  Lion  tears  the  prey. 

5  Hut  when  for  works  of  peace  he  comes, 
What  winning  titles  he  assumes! 

Isght  of the  HVOrldy  and  Life  of  men; 
bears  those  characters  in  vain. 

6  With  tender  pity  in  his  heart, 
He  acts  the  Mediator's  part; 

A  Friend  and  Brother  he  appears, 
And  well  fulfils  the  names  he  wears. 

7  At  Length  the  Judge  his  throne  ascends. 
Divides  the  rebels  from  his  friends; 

And  saints  in  full  fruition  prove. 
His  rich  variety  of  love.] 

""IT VMN    148.     i\  M.     jWvrton.     [*] 
Scriptural  Titles  of  Cuhist. 


i  "MfTITH  cheerful  voice  1  sing 

▼  ▼     The  titles  of  my  Lord; 


HYMN  148.  Book  I. 


And  borrow  all  the  names 

Of  honour  from  his  word: 
Nature  and  art  I  Sufficient  forms 

Can  ne'er  supply  |  Of  majesty. 

e       2  In  Jesus  we  behold 

His  Father's  glorious  face, 

Shining  for  ever  bright, 

With  mild  and  lovely  rays: 
-'Hi'  eternal  God's  I  Inherits  and 

Eternal  Son  |  Partakes  the  throne. 

g      3  The  sovereign  King  of  kings, 

The  Lord  of  lords  most  high, 

Writes  his  own  name  upon 

His  garment  and  his  thigh: 
His  name  is  call'd  I  He  rules  the  earth 

The  Word  of  God;  |  With  iron  rod. 

—    4  When  promises  and  grace 

Can  neither  melt  nor  move, 
o       The  angry  Lamb  resents 

The  injuries  of  his  love: 
Awakes  his  wrath  I  As  lions  roar, 

Without  delay,  |  And  tear  the  prey. 

b      5  But,  when  for  works  of  peace 

7Tie  great  Redeemer  comes, 

What  gentle  characters, 

What  titles  he  assumes! 
Light  of  the  world,  I  Nor  will  he  bear 

And  Life  of  men!  |  Those  names  in  vain. 

o       6  Immense  compassion  reigns 

In  our  Emmanuel9 9  heart, 

When  he  descends  to  act 

A  Mediator's  part. 
He  is  a  Friend,  I  Divinely  kind, 

And  Brother  too;  |  Divinely  true. 

g  7  At  length  the  Lord,  the  Judge, 

His  awful  throne  ascends, 

And  drives  the  rebels  far 

From  favourites  and  friends: 
Then  shall  the  saints      I  The  heights  and  depths 
Completely  prove  |  Of  all  his  love. 


Bo  k  f.  HYMN  149.  3S5 

HV  M  .  ~[*]~ 

Officrk  Of  C II  It  I  ST. 

1  [  TOIX  all  the  D 

•I    1  nut  e\  er  men  01 
All  arc  to  >  mean  t  1  th, 

Or  b  wuel's  glory  forth, 

2  But  O  what  condescending  n 

lie  takes  to  teach  his  beav'nly  grace! 
Mj  eyes,  withjoy  and  wondei 
What  forms  of  love  he  bears  to  me. 

3  The  Angel  of  the  Cov'nant  stands, 
With  his  commission  in  his  hands; 

Sent  from  his  Father's  milder  throne, 
To  make  the  great  salvation  known. 

4  Great  Prophet!  let  me  bless  thy  name; 
By  thee  the  joyful  tidings  came 

ts'd,  of  sins 
Of  hell  subdu'd,  and  peace  with  heav'ri. 

5  My  bright  Example,  and  my  Guidj 
I  would  be  walking  near  thy  side; 

0  let  me  never  run  astray, 

follow  the  forbidden  way. 

6  I  love  my  Shepherd,  he  shall  keep, 

wand'rine  soul  amongst  his 
He  feed;-,  his  nocks,  he  calls  their  names, 
And  in  his  bosom  bean  the  lambs. 

7  My  Surety  undertakes  my  cause. 
Answering  his  Father's  broken  laws: 
Behold  my  soul  at  freedom  set, 

My  Surety  paid  the  dreadful  debt. 

8  Jesus,  my  great  High  Priest,  has  dy'd, 

1  leek  no  sacrifice  beside; 

His  blood  did  OOCC  for  ail  atone, 
And  now  it  pleads,  before  the  throne. 

9  My  Advocate  appears  on  high, 
The  Father  lays  his  thunder  by; 

X(  t  all  that  t  ttrth,  (  r  In  11,  can  say, 
I  turn  my  F  ither's  heart  away. 
I    boRn  my  CoxqjtoR,  and  my  Kixs, 
1  ,  and  thy  tword  1  sing; 

1  t'rj    and  1  sit 
A  joyful  subject  at  tin  1 


^ HYMN  150.  Book  I. 

11  Aspire,  my  soul,  to  glorious  deeds, 
The  Captain  of  Salvation  leads: 
March  on,  nor  fear  to  win  the  day, 
Tho'  death  and  hell  obstruct  the  way. 

12  Should  death,  and  hell,  and  pow'rs  unknown, 
Put  ali  their  forms  of  mischief  on, 

I  shall  be  safe;  for  Christ  displays 
Salvation  in  more  sov'reign  ways.] 

HYMN  150.     P.M. 
Scriptural  Characters  of  Christ. 
o  1    XOIN  all  the  glorious  names 
ft!    Of  wisdom,  love,  and  pow'r, 
That  ever  mortals  knew, 
That  angels  ever  bore: 
c  All  are  too  mean,  j  Too  mean  to  set 

To  speak  his  worth;        |  My  Saviour  forth. 

d      2  But  O  what  gentle  terms, 

What  condescending  ways, 

Does  our  Redeemer  use, 

To  teach  his  heav'nly  grace! 
—Mine  eyes,  with  joy  I  What  forms  of  love 

And  wonder,  see  |  He  bears  for  me. 

e      3  (Array'd  in  mortal  flesh, 
He  like  an  Angel  stands; 
And  holds  the  promises 
And  pai  dons  in  his  hands: 
o  Commission 'd  from  j  To  make  his  grace 

His  Father's  throne;        |  To  mortals  known.) 

4  (Great  Prophet  of  my  God, 

My  tongue  would  bless  thy  name; 
By  thee  the  joyful  news 
Of  our  salvation  came: 
o  The  joyful  news  1  Of  hell  subdu'd, 

Of  sms  forgiv'n,  |  And  peace  with  heavYi.) 

5  (Be  thou  my  Counsellor, 

My  Pattern  and  my  Guide; 
And  through  this  desert  land, 
Still  keep  me  near  thy  side. 
e  O  let  my  feet  j  Nor  rove  nor  seek 

Ke'er  run  astray,  |  The  crooked  way! 


Book  II.  HYMN  150.  SS7 

t      6  (I  love  my  Shcfl  :e; 

i  I  i  watchful  eyes  shall  keep 

My  wand'ring  soul,  among 

The  thousand!  of  his  sheep: 
b  He  beds  his  flock,  I  II  s bosom  !»< 

lie  calls  their  names;       |  The  tender  lambs.) 
o      7  (To  this  dear  V  vr      \  hand 

Will  I  commit  my  ca  tse; 

II  nd  fulfils 

His  Father's  broken  laws: 
RchoH  my  soul  I  M\   Surety  paid 

At  freedom  set!  |  The  dreadful  debt*) 

p      8  (Je*u*%  my  great  //feA  Priest, 

OftWd  his  blood  and  dyrd; 
—     My  guilty  conscience  seeks 

No  sacrifice  beside: 
o  His  pow'rful  blood  I  e  And  now  it  pleads 

Did  once  aton  |       Before  the  throne.) 

0  9  My  Advocate  appears 
For  my  defence  on   I 

The  Father  bows  his  ears, 

And  lays  his  thunder  by. 
o  Not  all  that  hell  1  turn  his  heart, 

Or  sin  can  say,  |  ll  *  love  away.) 

g      10  (My  {)q^y  Almighty  Lordt 

My  Conyu'ror  and  my  King% 

Thy  sceptre  and  thy  sword, 

Thy  reigning  grace  I  sing. 
Thine  i>  the  pow'r;  J  In  witting  bonds, 

■  Behold  !  I  Beneath  thj  feet.) 

u       11  (Now  let  my  soul  arise, 

And  tread  the  Tempter  down; 
u       My  Captain  leads  me  forth 

To  conquest  and  a  crown. 
—A  feeble  -  I  o  T 

Shall  win  the  day;  J     0 

g       I     -  .  ath, 

And 

.d  mischie  I 

1  shal  «• —  I  Su]         'pow'r, 

I  An  ice, 

en:^  first  bc 


HYMNS 


AND 

SPIRITUAL    SONGS- 
book  il 

COMPOSED   ON    DIVINE    SUBJECTS. 

HYMN1.    L.M.     Old  Hundred.     [*] 
A  Song  of  Praise  to  Gov. 

1  "VTATURE,  with  all  her  pow'rs,  shall  sing, 
J3    God  the  Creator,  and  the  King; 

Nor  air,  nor  earth,  nor  skies,  nor  seas, 
Deny  the  tribute  of  their  praise. 

2  (Begin  to  make  his  glories  known, 
Ye  seraphs,  who  sit  near  his  throne; 

Tune  your  harps  high,  and  spread  the  sound, 
To  the  creation's  utmost  bound.) 

3  (All  mortal  things  of  meaner  frame, 
Exert  your  force,  and  own  his  Name; 
Whilst  with  our  souls,  and  with  our  voice, 
We  sing  his  honours,  and  our  joys.) 

4  (To  him  be  sacred  all  we  have, 
From  the  young  cradle  to  the  grave: 
Our  lips  shall  his  loud  wonders  tell, 
And  ev'ry  word  a  miracle.) 

[5  These  western  shores,  our  native  land, 
Lie  safe  in  the  Almighty's  hand! 
Oar  foes  of  vict'ry  dream  in  vain, 
And  wear  the  captivating  chain. 
6  Raise  monumental  praises  high, 
To  him  who  thunders  through  the  j 
And  with  an  awful  nod  or  frown, 
Shakes  an  aspiring  tyraj 


Rook  II.  HYMN  2,  3. 539 

7  Pillars  oi  lasting  brass  proclaim 
The  triumphs  of  th*  Eternal  Name; 
While  tremblin  read  frorn  far, 
The  honours  of  the  GckI  of  war.] 

8  Thus  let  our  flaming  zeal  employ 
Our  loftiest  thoughts, ant!  loudest  songs; 
Let  there  be  sung,  with  warmest  joy, 
HoSANNA — from  ten  thousand  tongues. 

9  Vet,  mighty  God,  our  feeble  frame, 
Attempts  in  vain  to  reach  thy  name; 
The  strongest  notes  that  angels  raise, 
Faint  in  the  worship  and  the  praise. 

HYMN  2.    CM.    Bishofisgate.  [b] 

Th$  Death  of  a  Sinner. 
1   [~\zJY  thoughts  o.i  awful  subjects  roll, 

JLtX  Damnation  and  the  dead; 
What  horrours  seize  the  guilty  soul, 
Upon  a  dying  bed. 
c  2  Ling'ring  about  these  mortal  shores, 
a       She  makes  a  long  delay; 
o  Till,  like  a  flood  with  rapid  force, 
Death  sweeps  the  wretch  away, 
u  3  Then,  swift  and  dreadful  she  descends 

Down  to  the  fiery  coast; 
— Amongst  abominable  fiends, 

Herself  a  frighted  ghost. 
e  4  There  endless  crowds  of  sinners  lie, 
And  darkness  makes  their  chains: 
Tortur'd  with  keen  despair,  they  cry; 
Yet  wait  for  fiercer  pains, 
p  j  Not  all  their  anguish,  and  their  blood, 
For  their  old  guilt  atones; 
Nor  the  compassion  of  a  God 
Shall  hearken  to  their  groans. 
o  6  Amazing  grace,  that  kept  my  breath, 
Nor  bid  my  soul  remove; 
Till  I  had  learn'd  my  Saviour's  death, 
And  well  insur'd  his  love' 


HYMN  S.  C.iM.   /.  r.  Canterbury,  [b*] 

The  Death  and  Burial  of  a  Saint. 
r  1  "ViniV  do  we  mourn  departing  friends? 
T  T    Or  shake  at  di  irms? 


340  HYMN  4.  Book  IL 

— 'Tis  but  the  voii  e    h  if  Jesus  sends, 

To  call  ihem  to  his  am 
o  2  Are  we  iiot  tending  upward  too, 

As  fast  as  time  can  move? 
N<  r  would  we  wish  the  hours  more  slow, 

To  keep  us  from  our  Love. 
~-3  Why  should  we  tremble  to  convey 

Their  bodies  to  the  tomb? 
o  There  the  dear  flesh  of  Jesus  liy, 

And  left  a  long  perfume. 
— 4  The  graves  of  all  the  saints  he  bless'cl, 

And  soften 'd  ev'ry  bed: 
c  Where  should  the  dying  members  rest, 

But  with  the  dying  He  a :"? 
o  5  Thence  he  arose,  ascended  high, 

And  shew'd  our  feet  the  way: 
o  Up  to  the  Lord  our  flesh  shall  fly, 

At  the  great  rising  day. 
s  6  Then  let  the  last  loud  trumpet  sound, 

And  bid  our  kindred  rise; 
Aw-ake,  ye  nations  under  ground, 

Ye  saints,  ascend  the  skies. 

~HYMN  4.     L.  M.     Carthage,  Pleyel'*.  [b*J 

Salvation  in  the  Cross. 
p  1  TTEItE,  at  thy  cross,  my  dying  God, 
-Ijl  I  lay  my  soul  beneath  thy  love! 

Beneath  the  droppings  of  thy  blood, 

Jesus — nor  shall  it  e'er  remove. 
—2  Not  all  that  tyrants  think  or  say, 

With  rage  and  lightning  in  their  ej  es,— 

Nor  hejl  shall  fright  my  heart  away. 

Should  hell  with  all  its  h  gions  rise. 

3  Should  work's  conspire  to  drive  me  hence, 

Moveless  and  firm  this  heart  should  lie; 

Resolv'd,  (for  that's  my  la^t  defence,) 

If  I  must  perish,  here  to  die, 
t  4  But  speak,  my  Lord,  and  calm  my  fear; 

Am  I  not  safe  beneath  thy  shade? 
d  Thy  vengeance  w  ill  not  strike  me  here, 

Nor  Satan  dare  my  soul  invade. 
o  5  Yes,  I'm  secure  beneath  thy  blood, 

And  all  my  foes  shall  lose  their  aim; 


Boot  H.  HYMN  5,  6, 

Banna  to  my  dying  God, 
And  my  best  honour?  to  his  name. 

HYMN  5.    L.  M.    Islington.    [*] 
Longing  to  praite  Christ  better, 

1    [  I"  OKI),  when  my  thoughts  with  wonder  roll, 
A  J  O'er  the  sharp  sorrows  of  thy  soul, 
And  read  my  Maker's  broken  laws, 
Repair'd  and  honour'd  by  the  cross:— 
..   When  I  behold  death,  hell,  and  sin, 

'd  by  that  dear  blood  of  thine; 
And  see  the  Man  that  groan'd  and  dy'd, 
Sit  glorious  by  his  Father's  side: — 
My  passions  rise  and  soar  above; 
u  Tin  wing'd  with  faith,  and  fir'd  with  love: 
0  Fain  would  I  reach  eternal  thin-    , 

And  learn  the  notes  that  Gabriel  sings. 
e   4   But  my  heart  fails,  my  tongue  complains, 
For  want  of  their  immortal  strains; 
nd,  in  such  humble  notes  as  these, 
Must  fall  below  thy  victories. 

A  ell,  the  kind  minute  must  appear, 
When  we  shall  leave  these  bodies  hcre,-r, 
rhese  cl   ga  of  clay; — and  mount  on  high, 
Y    join  the  soi  e  the  sky.] 

~HYMN  6.     C.  M.     St .  Ann9*.    [*] 

A  *Mor:iing  So 
1    i  kNCE  more,  my  soul,  the  rising  day 
vf  Salutes  thy  waking  - 

Once  more,  my  voice,  thy  tribute  pay, 
To  liim  who  rules  the  skies, 
o  2  Night  unto  night  his  Name  repeat-, 

The  jws  the  sound; 

g  'Wide  a  a,  on  which  he  sits 

To  turn  the  seasons  round. 

ports  my  mortal  frani  •, 
o       My  tongue  shall  speak  his  pi'  . 
e   My  sin.s  would  r  >a.-v'  his  wrath  to  ilainc, 
et  his  w  rath  delays. 

or  worm  thy  pow'r  might  tread, 
And  I  could  ne'er  withstand: 
]>  Thy  justice  might  ha\e  crush'd  me  dead, 
—     But  mercy  held  thine  hand, 
i 


342 HYMN  7,  8.  Hook  II. 

p  5  A  thousand  wretched  souls  are  tied, 

Since  the  last  setting  sun; 
— And  yet  thou  length'nest  out  my  thread, 

And  yet  my  moments  run.) 
e  6  Dear  God,  let  all  my  hours  be  thine, 

Wail' t  I  enjoy  the  light: 
o  Then  shall  my  sun  in  smiles  decline, 

And  bring  a  pleasant  night. 

r  HYMN  7.    CiAf.  Hymn  2nd.  Wantage,  [b] 

An  Evening  Song. 
e  1    |~\READ  Sovereign,  iet  my  evening  song, 
JJ  Like  holy  incense  rise; 
Assist  the  offerings' of  my  tongue, 
To  reach  the  lofty  skies. 
— 2  Through  all  the  dangers  of  the  day, 
Thy  hand  w  ts  still  my  guard; 
And  still  to  drive  my  wants  away, 
Thy  mercy  stood  prepar'd. 
o  3  Perpetual  blessings  from  above 

Encompass  me  around; 
e  But  O  ho'v  few  returns  of  love, 

Hath  my  Creator  found? 
d  4  What  have  I  done  for  Him,  who  died 
To  save  my  wretched  soul? 
How  are  my  fodies  multiplied, 
Fast  as  the  minutes  rob? 
•-:  5  Lord,  with  this  guilty  heart  of  mine, 

To  thy  dear  cross  I  flee; 
— And  to  thy  grace  my  soul  resign, 
To  be  reaew'd  by  tnee. 
6  (Sprinkled  afresh  with  pard'ning  blood, 

1  lay  me  down  to  rest, — 
As  in  the  embVaces  of  my  Gocl, 
Or  en  my  Sariour's  br  ast.) 

HYMN   8.     C7  M.     St.  Martins.     Sunday.     [*] 
.2  Hymn  for  Morning  or  Evening. 
1  "W TTOSANNA,  with  a  cheerful  sound, 

JL  JL  To  God's  upholding  hand; 
Ten  thousand  snares  attend  us  round, 
And  yet  secure  we  stand. 
e  2  That  was  a  most  amazing  power, 
That  raisVl  us  with  a  word; 


Hook  If.  HYMN  9. 

— And  ev'ry  day,  and  ev'ry  hour, 

We  Lean  upon  the  Lord. 
c  3  The  evening  rests  our  weary  head, 

And  angels  guard  the  room; 
— We     ake,  and  we  admire  the  bed, 

That  was  not  made  our  tomb. 
4  The  rising  morning  can't  assure, 

That  we  shall  end  the  day! 
e  For  death  stands  ready  at  the  door, 

To  seize  our  li\es  away, 
c  5  Our  breath  is  forfeited  by  sin, 

To  God's  avenging  law; 
— We  own  thy  grace,  immortal  King, 

In  ev'ry  gasp  we  draw. 

0  6  God  is  our  >un,  whose  daily  light 
Our  joy  and  safety  brings; 
Our  feeble  flesh  li<  s  safe  at  night, 
Beneath  his  shady  wings. 

HYMN  9     C»M.     Isle  of  Wight.     Bangor      :~  [ 

Godly  Sorrow  from  the  Sufferings  of  Christ. 
pi      4  LAS!  and  did  my  Saviour  bleed? 
l\.  And  did  my  Sov'reign  die? 
Would  he  devote  that  sacred  head, 
For  such  a  worm   as  I! 

2  [Thy  body  slain,  sweet  Jesus  thine, — 
And  bath'd  in  its  own  blood, 

While  all  expos'd  to  wrath  divine, 
The  glorious  suff'rer  stood!] 

3  Was  it  tor  crimes — that  I  had  done — 
He  groan'd  upon  the  tree? — 

a  Amazing  pity!  grace  unknown! 

And  Love  beyond  degree! 
Veil  might  the  sun  in  darkness  hide, 

And  '•hut  his  g 

.  (1  the  mig  ity  Maker,  dy'd 

For  man  the  c  sin. 

e  5  Thus  might  I  bkle  my  blushing  iacc— 

Whi  i 
d  Diss 

And  melt,  mine  i  \ ,  s,  in  u  ars. 
— 6  But  (:1 

The  debt  of  love  I  owe; 


544  HYMN  10,  11.  Book  If. 

u  Here,  Lord,  T  give  myself  away — 
—     'lis  all  that  I  can  do. 

HYMN  10.     CM.     Dorset.     Canterbury,    [*] 
Parting  ivilh  Carnal  J  oris. 

1  ~\M  Y  soul  forsakes  her  vain  delight, 
It  J.  And  bids  the  world  farewell; 

Base  as  the  dirt  beneath  my  feet, 
And  mischievous  as  hell. 

2  No  longer  will  I  ask  your  love, 
Nor  seek  your  friendship  more; 

The  happiness  that  I  approve, 

Lies  not  within  your  pow'r. 
e  3  There's  nothing  round  this  spacious  earth, 

That  suits  my  large  desire; 
o  To  boundless  joy  and  solid  mirth 

My  nobler  thoughts  aspire. 
o  4  (Where  pleasure  rolls  its  living  flood, 

From  sin  and  dross  refin'd; 
Still  springing  from  the  throne  of  God, 

And  fit  to  cheer  the  mind. 
g  5  Th'  Almighty  Ruler  of  the  sphere, 

The  glorious  and  the  great, 
Brings  his  own  All  sufheience  there5 

To  make  our  bliss  complete.) 
o  6  Had  I  the  pinions  of  a  dove, 

I'd  climb  the  heav'nly  road; 
o  There  sits  my  Saviour  drest  in  love, 

And  there  my  smiling  God. 

HYMN  11.     L.M.     Munich.  Carthage,  [b*] 
The  Same. 

1  X  SEND  the  joys  of  earth  away; 
o       A  Away,  ye  tempters  of  the  mind, 
-—False  as  the  smooth  deceitful  sea, 

And  empty  as  the  whistling  wind, 
p  2  Your  streams  were  floating  me  along, 

Down  to  the  gulf  of  black  despair; 

And  whilst  I  listened  to  your  song, 

Yrour  streams  had  e'en  convey'd  me  there. 
— 3  Lord,  I  adore  thy  matchless  grace, 

That  warn'd  me  of  that  dark  abyss; 

That  drew  me  from  those  treach'rous  seas. 

And  bade  me  seek  superiour  bliss. 


nook  ir.         hymn  12, 13.  345 

o  4  >  e  shi  ing  realm 

I  stretch  mv  hands  and   glance  niy  eyes: 

u  ( )  for  the  pinions  of  a  dove, 

To  bear  rtic  to  the  upper  skies! 
g  5  There  from  the  bosom  of  my  God, 

Oceans  of  endless  pleasure  roll; 

There  w  uld  T  f.\  my  last  abode, 

Av(]  drown  the  soul, 

"HYMN  12.    CM.    S  (/•  >~~'~.     [£] ' 

Cbrist  14  the  Substance  of  the  Levittcal  Priesthoi 
1  f  |ii-ii-'.  true  ■  o*         e  ira, 

Jl    The  types  are     11  withdrawn: 
o  So  fl  the  stars, 

ig  dawn, 
b  2  No  smoaking  sweets,  nor  bleeding  Lambs, 
Nor  kids,  nor  bullocks  si 
Incense  and  sp  Lines 

Would  all  be  burnt  in  v 
— 3  Aaron  mijst  lay  his  rol  es  away, 

His  mitre  and  "his  vest. — 
e  When  God  himself  comes  down  to  be 

The  off' ring  and  the  priest. 
— 4  He  took  our  mortal  fl<  sh,  to  show 

The  wondei  -  1 
e  For  us  he  paid  his  life  b 
And  praj 
5  Father,  he  cries,  f<  rgive  their  sins, 
For  ]  myself  nave  d 
d  And  then — he  shows  his  open'd  veins, — 

And  pleads  his  wounded  i 
HYMN  13.    I*,  M. 

The  Creation,  Preserv  'Hon,  and  . 

oftfti*  11 

1  OINO  to  th  the  skies, 

yj  The  Lord,  who  rear'd  this  state!)  frame: 
Let  all  the  nath  ns  sound  his  praise, 
And  lands  unknown  repeat  his  name. 

2  He  form'd  the  seas,  and   form'd  the  hills, 
M  ide  cv'iy  (hup  and  evhy  dust; 

Nature  and  time,  with  all  their  wheels, 
And  put  them  into  motion  first. 

3  Now  f-om  his  high  imperial  throne. 
He  looks  far  down  upon  the  s] 


S46 HYMN  14,  15.  Book  IT. 

o  He  bids  the  shining  orbs  roil  on, 

And  round  he  turns  the  hasty  years. 
e  4  Thus  shall  this  moving  engine  last, 

'Till  all  his  saints  are  gather'd  in; 
o  Then  for  the  trumpet's  dreadful  blast  — 

To  shake  it  all  to  dust  again! 
g  .5  Yet  when  the  sound  shall  tear  the  skies, 

And  lightning  burn  the  globe  below, 
o  Saints  you  may  lilt  your  joyful  eyes, 
o  There's  a  new  heav'n  and  earth  for  you. 

HYMN  14.    S.M.    Little  Marlboro9.     [*] 
1'he  Lord's  Day;  ory  Delight  in  Ordinances. 
o  1  Vl/ELCOME,— ■ sweet  day  of  rest  — 

f  f     That  saw  the  Lord  arise! 
Welcome  to  this  reviving  breast, 
And  these  rejoicing  eyes. 

—  2  The  King  himself  comes  near, 

And  feasts  his  saints  to-day; 
e  Here  we  may  sit,  and  see  him  here, 

And  love,  and  praise,  and  pray. 
h       3  One  day,  amidst  the  place 

Where  my  dear  God  hath  been, 
Is  sweeter  than  ten  thousand  days, 

Of  pleasurable  sin. 

—  4  My  willing  soul  wrould  stay- 

in  such  a  frame  as  this, — 
o  And  sit  and  sing  herself  away, 
To  everlasting  bliss. 

"HYMN  15.     L.  M.     Sicilian.     Gloucester.     [*]"" 
Enjoyment  ofy  Christ;  or.  Delight  in  Worship. 

1  T7*AR  from  my  tho'ts,  vain  world  begone,— ■ 
J?    Let  my  religious  hours  alone: 

Fain  would  my  eyes  my  Saviour  see, 

1  wait  a  visit,  Lord,  from  thee, 
o  2  My  heart  grows  warm  with  holy  lire, 

And  kindles  with  a  pure  desire: 

Come,  my  dear  Jesus,  from  above, 

And  feed  my  soul  with  heav'nly  love. 
— 3  (The  trees  of  life  immortal  stand 

In  beauteous  rows  at  thy  right  hand; 
b  And  in  sweet  murmurs,  by  their  side, 

Rivers  of  bli3s  perpetual  glide. 


Book  II-  HYMN  16,17. S4T 

Haste  then — but  with  a  smiling  face — 

And  spread  the  table  of  thy  grace; 

Bring  down  a  taste  uf  truth  divine, 

And  cheer  my  heart  with  sacrcxi  wine.) 
b  5  Bless'd  Jesus,  what  delicious  fare? 

How  sweet  thy  entertainments  are' 
— Never  did  angel?  taste  above, 

Redeeming  grace  and  dying  love. 
o  6  Hail,  great  Emmanuel,  all  divine' 

In  thee  thy  Father's  glories  shine: 
— Thou  brightest,  sweetest,  fairest  One, 

That  eves  have  seen,  or  angels  known. 

HYMN   16.     L.  Mi     O/iorto.  Aantwic/i.     [*] 
Part  the  Second. 
o  1   T  ORD,  what  a  hcav'n  of  saving  grace, 

J. A  Shines  through  the  beauties  of  thy  face — 
And  lights  our  passion  to  a  flame! 
Lord,  how  we  love  thy  charming  name, 
c  2  When  I  can  say,  my  God  is  mine, 
When  I  can  feel  thy  glories  shine, — 
o  I  tread  the  world  beneath  my  feet, 

And  all  the  earth  calls  good  or  great, 
b  3  While  such  a  scene  of  sacred  joys, 
Our  raptur'd  eyes  and  souls  employs; 
— Here  we  could  sit  and  gaze  away, 

A  long,  an  everlasting  day. 
o  4  Weil,  we  shall  quickly  pass  the  night, 

To  the  fair  coast  of  perfect  light; 
— Then  shall  our  joyful  senses  rove 
O'er  the  dear  Object  of  our  love. 
o  5  [There  shall  we  drink  full  draughts  of  bliss, 

pluck  new  life  from  hear'nly  trees! 
— Yet  now  and  then,  dear  Lord,  bestow 
A  drop  of  hcav'n  on  worms  below. 

nd  comforts  down  from  thy  right  hand, 

trough  this  barren  land; 
in  thy  ten  s  see 

hiee.] 
.  m.  jirundcL     \ 

ive  the  groi 


£48 HYMN  18.  Book  H. 

And  rouse  up  ev'ry  tuneful  sound, 

To  praise  th'  eternal  God. 
g  2  Long  ere  the  lofty  skies  were  spread, 

Jehovah  fill'd  his  throne; 
Or  Adam  form'd,  or  angels  made, 

Jehovah  liv'd  alone. 
— 3  His  boundless  years  can  ne'er  decrease, 

But  still  maintain  their  prime; 
e  JSternity's  his  dwelling  place, 

And  ever  is  his  time. 
o  4  While  like  a  tide  our  minutes  flow, 

The  present  and  the  past — 
a  He  fills;  his  own  immortal  NOW, 

And  sees  our  ages  waste. 
— 5  The  sea  an<i  sky  must  perish  too, 

And   vast  destruction  come; 
p  The  creatures — look,  how  old  they  grow, — 

And  wait  their  fiery  doom! 
o  6  Weil,  let  the  s'.*a  shrink  all  away, 

And  Mime  melt  down  the  skies; — 
g  M\  God  snail  live  an  endless  day, 

When  old  creation  dies. 

■"~  HYMN   18    L.  M.     [*]  " 

The  Ministry  of  Angels . 
1[TTIGH  on  a  hill  of  dazzling  light, 

XX  The  King  of  glory  spreads  his  seat, 
And  troops  of  Angels  stretch'd  for  flight, 
Stand  waiting  round  his  awful  feet. 

2  Go,  saith  the  Lord,  my  Gabriel  go, 
Salute  the  Virgin's  fruitful  womb; 
Make  haste  ye  cherubs  down  below, 
Sing  and  proclaim  the  Saviour's  come. 

3  Here  a  bright  squadron  leaves  the  skies 
And  t hick  around  Elisha  stands; 

Anon  a  heav'nly  soldier  Hies, 

And  breaks  the  chains  from  Peter's  hands. 

4  Thy  winged  troops,  O  God  of  hosts, 
Wait  on  thy  wand'ring  church  below; 
Here  we  are  sailing  to  thy  coasts, 

Let  angels  be  our  convoy  too. 

5  Are  they  not  all  thy  servants,  Lord. 
At  thy  command  they  go  and  come: 


Book  II.  HYMN  19,  80,  349 

With  cheerful  haste,  obey  thy  word, 
And  guard  thy  children  to  their  home.] 

"TIYM'N  19.     CM.     PluwAith.  RradTnr.   [p*]~ 
Our  Frail  Bcdits,  and  God  our  Preserver. 

1  T   ET  others  house  how  strong  they  ue, 
JLi  Nor  death,  nor  danger  fear; 

e  Rut  we'll  confess,  ()  Lord,  to  thee, 

What  feeble  things  we  are. 
o  2  Fresh  as  the  grass  our  bodies  stand, 

And  flourish  bright  and  gay; 
e  A  blasting  wind  sweeps  o'er  the  land, 

And  fades  the  grass  away. 
c  3  Our  life  contains  a  thousand  springs, 

And  dies,  if  one  be  gone; 
Strange!  that  a  harp  of  thousand  strings 

Should  keep  in  tune  so  long. 
— 4  But  'tis  our  God  supports  our  frame, — 

The  God  who  built  us  first; 
o  Salvation  to  th'  Almighty  Name, 

That  rear'd  us  from  the  dust. 
d  5  [He  spoke:  and  straight  our  hearts,  and  brains 

In  all  their  motions  rose; 
Let  blood,  said  he,  flow  round  the  veinsJ 

And  round  the  veins  it  flows. 
— 5  While  we  have  breath  to  use  our  tongues, 

Our  Maker  werU  adore; 
His  spirit  moves  our  heaving  lungs, 

Or  they  would  bre  ithe  no  more.] 

HYMN  20.     C  M.     Wantage.    Bangor,    [b] 
o  1   V17HY  is  my  heart  so  far  from  thee, 
f  ▼    My  God,  my  chief  delight? 
Why  are  my  thou  gins  no  more,  by  day, 
With  thee,  no  more  by  night? 

2  [Why  should  my  foolish  passions  itw 
Where  can  such  b 

As  I  have  tasted  in  thy  l<  \    , 
A^  I  have  found  in  I 
-3  When 

The  savour  ol  - 
My  • 


S50  HYMN  SI.  Book  If. 

e  4  But  ere  one  fleeting  hour  is  past, 
The  flatt'ring  world  employs 
Some  sensual  bait  to  seize  my  taste, 
And  to  pollute  my  joys. 
—5  Trifles  of  nature,  or  of  art. 
With  fair  deceitful  charms, 
Intrude  into  my  thoughtless  heart, 
And  thrust  me  from  thy  arms. 
e  6  Then  I  repent,  and  vex  my  soul, 
That  I  should  leave  thee  so; 
Where  will  these  wild  affections  roll, 

That  let  a  Saviour  go? 
7  [Sin's  promis'd  joys  are  turn'd  to  pale, 
And  I  am  drown'd  in  grief? 
—But  my  dear  Lord  returns  again, 

He  flies  to  my  relief: 
o  8  Seizing  mv  soul  with  sweet  surprise, 

He  draws  with  loving  bands, 
c  Divine  compassion  in  his  eyes, 

And  pardon  in  his  hands.] 
p  9  Wretch  that  I  am,  to  wander  thus, 

In  chase  of  false  delight! 
— Let  me  be  fasten'd  to  thy  cross, 

Rather  than  lose  thy  sight. 
10  [Make  haste  my  days  to  reach  the  goal, 
And  bring  my  heart  to  rest 
On  the  dear  centre  of  my  soul, 
My  G  d,  my  Saviour's  breast.] 

HYMN   21.     L.    M.     [*] 
A  Song  of  Praise  to  God  the  Redeemer. 
1  [T  E  r  the  old  heathens  tune  their  song 

3.1  Of  great  Diana  and  of  Jove; 
But  the  sweet  theme  that  moves  my  toi 
Is  my  Redeemer  and  his  love. 
c  2  Behold  a  God  descends  and  dies, 
To  save  my  scui  from  gaping  hell: 
How  the  black  guloh  where  Satan  lies/ 
Yawn'dto  receive  me  when  I  fell! 
e  3  Ho  w  j  u  s tice  f i - c  w  i \ \\ ,  an d  v  e n ge  a n 
To  drive  me  (1  -wn  to  endless  pain! 
Bat  the  ( 


Hook  II.  HYMN  22,  g.i.  S51 

racious  Lord, 
To  thee  be  endless  honours  giv*n; 
g  Thy  wond'rous  name  shall  be  ador'd, 
Hound  the  wide  earth  and  wirier  heav'n.] 

HYMN  22.  L.  M.    Psalm  97.  [*] 
PFiM  God  i«  terrible  Majesty* 

1  [ri^ERRlBLE  God,  who  reign'st  on  high, 

JL    How  awful  is  thy  thund'ring  hand; 
Thy  fiery  bolts  how  fierce  they  fly, 
Nor  can  all  earth  or  hell  withstand. 

2  This  the  old  rebel  angels  knew, 
And  Satan  fell  beneath  thy  frown: 
Thine  arrows  struck  the  traitor  thro' 
And  weighty  vengeance  sunk  him  down. 
C  This  Sodom  felt  and  feels  it  still, 
And  roars  beneath  th* eternal  load: 
With  endless  burnings  who  can  dwell, 
Or  bear  the  fury  of  a  God? 

4  Tremble  ye  sinners,  and  submit; 
Throw  down  your  arms  before  his  throne: 
Bend  your  heads  low  beneath  his  feet, 
Or  his  strong  hand  shall  crush  you  down. 

5  And  ye  bless'd  saints,  who  love  him  too, 
With  rev'reuce  bow  before  his  Name; 
Thus  all  the  heav'nly  servants  do: 

God  is  a  bright  and  burning  flame.] 

HYMN  23.    L.  AI.    JVantwM.     Green's.     [*] 

The  Sight  of  God  and  CHRIST  Ml   Heaven. 

1  "1  | E.SCEND  from  heav'n,  immortal  Dove, 
JLr  Stoop  down,  and  take  us  on  thy  wings, — 
o  And  mount,  and  bear  us  far  above 

The  reach  of  these  inferior  things; 
o  2  Beyond,  beyond  this  lower  sky, 

L'[>  where  eternal  ages  roll, — 

Where  solid  pleasures  never  die, 

And  fruits  immortal  feast  the  soul. 
t  3  O  for  a  sight,  a  pleasant  sight — 

Of  our  Almighty  Father's  throne! 

There  sits  our  Saviour,  crown'd  with  light, 

Cloth  *d  in  a  body  like  our  own. 
g  4  Adoring  saints  around  him  stand, 

And  thrones  aud  pow'rs  before  him  fall; 


552  HYMN  24.  Book  IT. 

The  God  shines  gracious  thro1  the  man, 
And  sheds  sweet  glories  on  them  ail. 

o  5  O,  what  amazing  joys  they  feel, 
While  to  their  golden  harps  they  sing! 
And  sit  on  ev'ry  heav'nly  hill, 
And  spread  the  triumphs  of  their  King! 

e  6  When  shall  the  day,  dear  Lord,  appear, 
Th  it  I  shall  mount  to  dwell  above; 
And  stand  and  bow  amongst  them  there, 
And  view  thy  face,  and  sing  thy  love? 

HYMN  24.     L.  M.     Psalm97th.     Blendon.    [*] 
The  Evil  of  Sin:— Fall  of  AngeU  and  Men. 

1  "VST  HEN  the  great  Builder  arch'd  the  skies, 

▼  ▼     Andform'd  all  nature  with  a  word, 
The  joy  nil  cherubs  tun'd  his  praise, 
And  ev'ry  bending  throne  ador'd. 

2  High  in  the  midst  of  all  the  throng, 
Satan,  a  tall  archangel,  sat; 
Among  the  morning  stars  he  sung, 
'Till  sin  destroyed  his  heav'nly  state. 

3  'Twas  sin  that  hurlM  him  from  his  throne; 
GroVling  in  fire  the  rebel  lies: 

d   How  art  thou  sunk  in  darkness  down, 
Son  of  the  morning,  from  the  skies! 

4  And  thus  our  two  first  parents  stood, 
'Till  sindefilM  the  happy  ptac< •; 
They  lost  their  garden  and  their  God, 
And  ruin'd  all  their  unborn  race: 

5 [So  sprung  the  plague  from  Adam's  bow'r, 

And  spread  destruction  all  abroad; 

Sin,— the  curs'd  name — that  in  one  hour, 

Sp  >il'd  six  days  labour  of  a  God.] 
p  6  Tremble,  my  soul,  and  mourn  fin*  grief, 

That  such  a  foe  should  seize  thy  breast! 
— Fly  to  thy  Lord  for  q  nick  relief; 

On!  may  he  slay  this  tre  icherous  guest, 
o  7  Then,  to  thy  throne  victorious  King, 

Then,  to  thy  throne  our  shouts  shall  rise; 
o  Thine  everlasting  arm  we  sing, 

For  sin  the  monster  bleeds  and  dies. 


Book  IF.         HYMN  25,  2ft 

HYMN   J.i.     C  M.     Reading.     Plyfnouth.      [b] 
Complaining  of  Spiritual  Sl^t'i. 

1  \f  V drowsy  powers,  wh)  sleep  yc  so' 
l^JL    Awake,  my  sluggish  soul! 

Nothing  has  hall  ihy  work  to  do, 
Yet  nothing's  lalf  so  dull. 

2  The  little  ants  for  one  pa  r  grain, 
Labour,  and  tug,  and  strive: 

e  Yet  we,  who  have  a  heav'n  t'  obtain, 
How  negligent  we  live! 

3  We,  for  whose  sake  all  nature  stands, 

And  stars  their  courses  mo\  e, — 
We,  for  whose  guard  the  angel  bands 

me  flying  from  above; — 
4  We,  for  whom  God  the  Son  came  down, 
And  lafoour'd  for  our  good: — 
e  How  careless  to  secure  that  crown 

He  purchas'd  with  his  blo.>d! 
X-  5  Lord,  shall  we  lie  so  sluggish  still, 

And  never  act  our  parts! 
—Come  Holy  Dove,  from  th'  heav'nly  hiil, 
And  sit  and  warm  our  hearts. 
i  ben  »fa  U  our  active  spirits  move, 
our  souls  shall  rise: 
With  hands'  f  faith,  and  wings  of  love, 
|  rize. 

L.  M.      Wells.    [*] 
Goo  Invisible, 

1   [  I"  OKI),  we  arc  blind,  poor  mortals,  blind; 

\j  We  can't  behold  thy  bright  a:„ 
O!  lis  beyond  a  creature  mind, 
To  glance  a  thought  half  way  to  God. 

Thi  one; 

Where  neither  wings  nor  souls  ca 
p  angels  climb  i  me. 

Tht  Lord  of  j 
<„  :ns  insuff  ight; 

•  tntial  beams  I  . 

4  \et,  glorious  Lord,  thy  graci< 
Beyond 


354  HYMN  97. 28.  Book  II. 

HY\fN  27.     L.  M      Blendon.     [*] 

Praise  ye  Him  all  Jus  AngeU*     Ps.  cxlviii,  c2. 
a  1    f^iODy  the  eternal,  awful  name, 

Af  That  the  whole  heav'nly  army  fears! 

That  shakes  the  wide  creation's  frame, 

And  Satan  trembles  when  he  hears! 
— 2  Like  flames  of  fire  his  servants  are. 

And  light  surrounds  his  dwelling  place, 
o  But,  O  ye  fiery  flames,  declare 

The  brighter  glories  of  his  face. 
e  3  'Tis  not  for  such  poor  worms  as  we, 

To  speak  so  infinite  a  thing; 
— But  your  immortal  eyes  survey 

The  beauties  of  your  sov'reign  King. 
o  4  Tell  how  he  shows  his  smiling  face. 

And  clothes  ail  heav'n  in  bright  array; 

Triumph  and   joy  run  thro'  the  place, 

And  songs  eternal  as  the  day. 
o  5  Speak — for  you  feel  his  burning  love, — 

What  zeal  it  spreads  through  all  your  frame; 
e  That  sacred  fire  dwells  ail  above, 

For  we  on  earth  have  lost  the  name. 
— 6  [Sing  of  his  pow'r,and  justice  too. 

That  infinite  right  hand  of  his, 

That  vanquished  Satan  and  his  crew; 
&  And  thunder  drove  them  down  from  bliss, 
d  7  What  mighty  storms  of  poison'd  darts 

Were  hurl'd  upon  the  rebels  there! 

What  deadly  jav'lins  nail'd  their  hearts, 

Fast  to  the  racks  of  long  despair. 
o  8  Shout  to  your  King  ye  heav'nly  host, 

You  that  beheld  the  sinking  foe; 

Firmly  ye  stood,  when  they  were  lost; 
o  Praise  the  rich  grace  that  kept  you  so.] 
n  9  Proclaim  his  wonders  from  the  skies; 

Let  ev'ry  distant  nation  hear: 
— And  while  you  sound  his  lofty  praise, 
e   Let  humble  mortals  bow,  and  fear! 


•s 


HYMN  28.    C.  M.     Windsor,     [b] 
Death  and  Eternity. 
^TOOP  down,  my  tho'ts,  that  used  to  rise; 
Converse  a  while  with  death: 


Book  If.         HYMN  29,  30,  350 

c  Think  how  a  gasping  mortal  Le^, — 

A  id  pants  away  his  breach. 
q   J  I  {is  quiv'ring  lip  hangs  feeble  down, 

His  pulse  is  faint  and  few; 
Them,  speech]  ss,  with  a  doleful  groan, 

He  bids  the  world  adieu! 
e    )  But  oh,  the  soul  that  never  dies! 

At  once  it  leaves  the  clay' 
--Ye  thoughts,  pursue  it  where  it  flies, 

And  track,  its  wondrous  way. 
u  4  Up  to  the  courts  where  angels  dwell; 

It  mounts  triumphant  there: — 
a  Or  devils  plunge  it  down  to  hell, 

In  infinite  despair. 
p  5  And  must  my  body  Cain!  an3  dfe? 
I  must  this  soul  remove? 
Oh.  for  some  g  iai\lian  angel,  nigh 

To  bear  it  sate  above. 
-     Jesus,  to  thy  dear  faithful  hand, 

M     naked  soul  I  trust; 
c    And  my  flesh  waits  for  thy  command, 

To  &  op  into  mv  dust. 

HYMN  J9.    UT.\T     Dvize*.     [*] 
Redemption  by  Price  and  Power. 
1    "■  ESI  FS,  wiih  all  thy  saints  above, 
J      My  i   ngue  would  bear  her  part; 
Vould  sound  aloud  thy  saving  love, 
And  sing  thy  bleeding  heart. 
— 2  Bless'd  be  the  Lamb,  mv  dearest  Lord, 

Who  bought  me  with  his  biood; 
e  And  quench'd  his  Father's  flaming  sword, 

In  his  own  vital  flood. 
o  3  The  Lamb,  that  free'd  my  captive  soul 

From  Satan's  heavy  chains; 
o  And  sent  the  Lion  down  to  howl, 

Where  hell  and  horrour  reigns. 
s  4  All  glory  to  the  dying  Lamb, 
id  never  ceasing  praise; 
While  angels  live  to  know  his  name, 
( )r  el  h       race. 

HYMN  30.     S.  M.     At-vton.    Kibwirt/i."  ~[*]"~ 
Heavenly  Joy  on  Earth, 
1   flOME,  we  who  love  t'ne  Lord, 
\J     And  let  our  joys  be  known; 


356 HYMX  31.  Book  IT. 

Join  in  a  soi.g  of  sweet  accord, 

And  thus  surround  the  throne. 
2  [The  sorrows  of  the  mind 
Be  banish'd  from  the  place) 
Religion  never  was  designed 

To  make  our  pleasures  less.] 
e       3  Let  those  refuse  to  sing, 

Who  never  knew  our  God; 
o  But  fav'rites  of  the  heav'nly  King 

Should  speak  their  joys  abroad. 
—     4  [The  God  that  rules  on  high, 
And  thunders  when  he  please, 
That  rides  upon  the  stormy  sky, 
And  manages  the  seas. — 
c       5  This  awful  God  is  ours, — 
Our  Father  and  our  love; 
o  Ke  shall  send  down  his  heav'nly  pov/Vs. 
To  carry  us  above. 

6  There  we  shall  see  his  face, 
And  never — never  sin; 

There,  from  the  rivers  of  his  grace, 
Drink  endless  pleasures  in. 

7  Yes,  and  before  we  rise 
To  that  immortal  state, 

The  thoughts  of  such  amazing  bliss 
Should  constant  joys  create.] 
- —    8  The  men  of  grace  have  found 

Glory  begun  below; 
o  Celestial  fruits  on  earthly  ground, 

From  faith  and  hope  may  grow, 
b       9  The  hill  of  Zion  yields 

A  thousand  sacred  sweets, 
Before  we  reach  the  heav'nly  fields, 
Or  walk  the  golden  streets. 
o       10  Then  let  our  songs  abound, 

And  ev'ry  tear  be  dry; 
o  We're  marching  through  Emmanuel's  ground, 
To  fairer  worlds  on  high.  _______ 

HYMN  31.     L.  M.     Sicilian,     [b] 
Christ's  Presence  makes  Death  taxy. 
\   ["Y1THY  should  we  start,  and  fear  to  die! 
IT    What  tim'rous  worms  we  mortals  are! 


Bonk  II.  HYMN        .        .  357 


Death  is  the;  gate  of  endless  joy, 

And  yet  wt:  dread  to  enter  there. 
12  The  pains,  the  groans,  the  dying  strife, 
Fright  our  approaching  90u1s  away; 
Still  we  shrink,  hack  again  to  life, 
Fond  of  our  prison  and  our  clay. 

3  Oh!  if  mv  Lord  would  come  and  meet, 
My  s<uil  should  stretch  her  wings  in  ha 
Fly  fearless  thro'  death's  iron  gate, 

Nor  feel  the  terrours  as  she  pass'd. 

4  Jesus  can  make  a  dying  bed 
Feel  soft  as  downy  pillows  are; 
While  on  his  breast  I  lean  my  head, 

And  breathe  my  life  out  sweetly  there.]      

HYMN  32.     C.  M.     China,     [b]  " 

Frailty  and  Folly. 
c  1  TIOW  short  and  hasty  is  our  life! 

JJL     How  vast  our  soul's  affairs! 
e  Yet  senseless  mortals  vainly  strive — 

To  lavish  out  their  years. 
—2  Our  days  run  thoughtlessly  along, 
Without  a  moment's  stay; 
Just  like  a  story,  or  a  song;, 
We  pass  our  lives  awav. 
3  God,  from  on  high,  invites  us  home; 

But  we  march  heedless  on; 
And,  ever  hast'ning  to  the  tomb, 
Stoop  downwards  as  we  run. 
a  4  How  we  deserve  the  deepest  hell, 
W1&  slight  the  jrlys  above! 
What  chains  of  vengeance  should  we  fee], 
Who  break  such  cords  of  love? 
—  >  Draw  us,  ()  God,  with  sov'reign  grace, 

And  lift  our  thoughts  on  regis 
o  That  we  mav  end  this  mortal  race, 
And  see  salvai ion  niirh. 

Hymn  ;, 3 .   c  \f.~~7 7  77^/ZvZ    [?j 

bleated  Society  in  Hen 
o  1  TT&AISK  thee,  mv  »  ill,  Ry  up,  and  run 
3l\    Thro'  ev'ry  heav'nly  sti 

And  say,  there1!  m  the  sun, 

That's  worthy  of  thy  feet. 


358 HYMN  S4,  Book  IF. 

2   [Thus  will  we  mount  on  sacred  wings*, 

And  tread  the  courts  above: 
Nor  earth,  nor  all  her  mightiest  things, 

Shall  tempt  our  meanest  love.] 
g  3  There,  on  a  high  majestic  throne, 

Th'  Almighty  Father  reigns! 
And  sheds  his  glorious  goodness  down, 

On  all  the  blissful  plains. 

4  Bright,  like  the  sun,  the  Saviour  sits! 
And  spreads  eternal  noon: 

No  evenings  there,  nor  gloomy  nights, 
To  want  the  feeble  moon. 

5  Amidst  those  ever-shining  skies, 
Behold  the  Sacred  Dove! 

While,  banish 'd,  sin  and  sorrow  flies 

From  all  the  realms  of  love. 
o  6  The  glorious  tenants  of  the  place, 

Stand  bending  round  the  throne; 
o  And  saints  and  seraphs  sing  and  praise 

The  infinite  Three-One. 

#  7  [But  Oh,  what  beams  of  heav'nly  grace 
Transport  them  all  the  while! 
Ten  thousand  smiles  from  Jesus'  face, 
And  love  in  ev'ry  smile!] 
c  8  Jesus,  and  when  shall  that  dear  day, 
That  joyful  hour  appear,  — 
When  I  shall  leave  this  house  of  clay, 
To  dwell  amongst  them  there. 

HYMN  34.    C.  M.    hue.  of  Wight,    Zion.     [b*] 
Breathing  ajter  the  Holy  Spirit. 

1   |^10ME,  Holy  Spirit,  heav'nly  Dove, 

\J  With  all  thy  quick'ning  pow'rs,— 
Kindle  a  flame  of  sacred  love, 

In  these  cold  hearts  of  ours. 
e  2  Look,  how  we  grovel  here  below, 

Fond  of  these  trifling  toys! 
a  Our  souls  can  neither  fly  nor  go, 

To  reach  eternal  joys. 
e  3  In  vain  we  tune  our  formal  songs, 

In  vain  we  strive  to  rise; 
a  Hosannas  languish  on  our  tongues. 

And  our  devotion  dies. 


Book  IL  HYMN  35,  S6. 3M 

p  4  Dear  Lord!  and  shall  we  ever  lie 

At  this  poor  dying  rate? 
Our  love  so  faint,  so  cold  to  thee, 

And  thine  to  us  so  great? 
—5  Come,  Holy  Spirit,  heav'nly  Dove, 

With  all  thy  quickening  pow'rs, — 
o  Come,  shed  abroad  a  Saviour's  love, 

And  that  shall  kindle  ours. 

HYMN  35.     C    M.     Mrur.     [*] 

Praise  for  Creation  and  Redemption. 

c  1  T  Kl   them  neglect  thy  glory,  Lord, 

XJ  Who  never  know  thy  grace; 
o  But  our  loud  song  shall  still  record 

The  wonders  of  thy  praise, 
o  2  We  raise  our  shouts.  O  God;  to  thee, 

And  send  them  to  thy  throne; 
u  All  glory  to  the  united  Three, 

The  undivided  One. 
—3  'Twas  he  (and  we'll  adore  his  name) 
Who  form  d  us  by  a  word; 
'Tis  he  restores  our  ruin'd  frame: 
o       Salvation  to  the  Lord! 
s  4  HosannaJ — let  the  earth  and  skies 
Repeat  the  joyful  sound; 
Rocks,  hills,  and  vales  reflect  the  voice, 
In  on-    (  t  Tnal   round. 

HYxMN  36.    S.  M.    JVewton.     [*] 

Chimst's  Intercession. 
o  1  "1X7  ELL,  the  Redeemer's  gone, 
▼  ▼     T'  appear  before  our  God; 
To  sprinkle  o'er  the  flaming  throne, 
With  his  atoning  blood. 
2  "No  fiery  vengeance  now, 
No  burning  wrath  comes  dov 
If  ju  r'a  blood, 

rhe  Sat  iour  shews  ,. 
—  »  1 

( hir  nun  I  I    suit  ':.•   i 
e  The  1  ..  •    under  b< , 

■ 


360 HYMN   37.  Book  If. 

©      4  Now  may  our  joyful  tongues 

Our  Maker's  honours  sing; 
Jesus,  ihe  Priest,  receives  our  songs, 

And  bears  them  to  the  King. 
e       5   [We  bow  before  his  face, 
—         And  sound  his  glories  high: 
Hosanna  to  the  God  of  grace, 

That  Lays  his  thunder  by.] 
q       6  On  earth  thy  mercy  reigns, 

And  triumphs  all  above: 
e  But,  Loi'd,  how  weak  our  mortal  strains, 

To  speak  immortal  love! 
e  7  [How  jarring  and  how  low 

Are  all  the  notes  we  sing! 
— Sweet  Saviour  tune  our  songs  anew, 

And  they  shall  please  the  King.] 

HYMN  37.     C.  M.     Sunday.     [*] 
The  Same. 

1  [T  IFT  up  your  eyes  to  th'  heav'nly  seat, 

Jj  Where  your  Redeemer  stays: 
Kind  Intercessor,  there  he  sits, 
And  loves,  and  pleads,  and  prays. 

2  'Twas  well,  my  soul,  he  dy'd  for  thee. 
And  shed  his  vital  blood, — 

Appeas'd  stern  justice  on  the  tree, 
And  then  arose  to  God. 

3  Petitions  now  and  praise  may  rise. 
And  saints  their  off'rings  bring: 

The  Priest,  with  his  own  sacrifice, 
Presents  them  to  the  King. 

4  (Let  papists  trust  what  names  they  pie 
Their  saints  and  angels  boast; 

We've  no  such  advocates  as  these. 
Nor  pray  to  th'  heav'nly  host.) 

5  Jesus  alone  shall  btar  ray  cries, 
Up  to  his  Father's  (ihrone: 

He,  dearest  Lord,  perfumes  rny  sighs. 
And  sweetens  ev'ry  gr>   - 

6  Ten  thousand  praises  to  the  King; 
Hosanna  in  the  high'st: 

Ten  thous  ir  spirits  bi 

To  God 


Book  II.  HYMN  S3,  39,  40. «6| 

HYMN  38      CM.     fork.     [/] 

Love  to  GoD< 

1  TTAPPY  the  heart  where  graces  reign, 

.11.  Where  love  inspires  the  breast; 
Love  is  the  brightest  of  the  train, 
And  strengthens  all  the  rest, 
e  2  Knowledge,  alas!  'tis  all  in  vain, 

And  all  in  vain  our  tear; 
Onr  stubborn  sins  will  fight  and  reign, 
If  love  be  absent  there. 

o  3  '  1  is  love  that  makes  onr  cheerful  feet 

In  swift  obedience  move; 
e  The  devils  know,  and  tremble  too,— 

But  Satan  cannot  love. 
o  4  This  is  the  grace  that  lives,  and  sings, 
When  faith  and  hope  shall  cease; 
Tis  this  shall  strike  our  joyful  strings 

In  the  sweet  realms  of  bliss. 
5  Before  we  quite  forsake  our  clay, 

Or  leave  this  dark  abode, 
The  wines  of  love  bear  us  away, 
To  see  our  smiling  G  d. 

""        j  ■-.'.     CM,     Cuwerburii.     [b] 

The  Shortness  and  .Misery  of  Lije. 
1  [f~V-'^  days,  alas!  our  mortal  days 
\J  t,  and  wretched  too: 

the  patriarch  says, 
11  the  patriarch  knew.] 
e  2  '  lis  but  at  best  a  narrow  bound, 
That  heav'n  allows  to  men; 

s  run  througlrthe  round 
Ol  three  score  years  and  ten. 
o  3  Well,  if  ye  must  be  sad  and  few, 
Run  on  my  days  in  haste; 
M  menl  nths  of  woe, 

Ye  cannot  fly  t^o  fast. 
—  I  Let  h  pare  my  s< 

.  her  to  the  skii  S, — 
o  V»  ilvation  roll, 

.  vmi  glory  nev< 


J0 


CM. 

•'  with  Cbri 

stands, 
q  lie  hides  his  face; 


362 HYMN  41,  42.  Book  II 

He  trusts  in  our  Redeemei  's  hands, 

His  glory  and  his  grace. 
e  2  Then  why,  my  soul,  these  sad  complaints. 

Since  Christ  and  we  are  one? 
— Thy  God  is  faithful  to  his  saints — 

Is  faithful  to  his  Son: 
3  Beneath  his  smiles  my  heart  has  liv'd, 

And  part  of  heav'n  possess'd: 
o  I  praise  his  Name  for  grace  received, 

And  trust  him  for  the  rest. 

HYMN  41.    L.  M.     Castle- Street.     [*]       ~ 
A  sight  ofiiOh  mortifies  us  to  the  World. 

1  [TTP  to  the  fields  where  angels  lie, 

U    And  living  waters  gently  roll, 
Fatn  would  my  thoughts  leap  out  and  fly,— 
Bat  sin  hangs  heavy  on  my  soul. 

2  Thy  wondrous  blood,  dear  dying  Christ, 
Can  make  this  world  of  guilt  remove; 
And  thou  canst  bear  me  where  thou  fiy'st, 
On  thy  kind  wings,  celestial  Dove.] 

3  O  might  I  once  mount  up  and  see 
The  glories  of  th*  eternal  skies, 

What  little  things  these  worlds  would  be? 
How  despicable  to  my  eyes? 

4  Had  I  a  glance  of  thee,  my  God, 
Kingdoms  and  men  would  vanish  soon; 
Vanish,  as  though  I  saw  them  not, 

As  a  dim  candle  dies  at  noon. 
d  5  Then  they  might  fight,  and  rage,  and  rave: 
I  should  perceive  the  noise  no  more, 
Than  we  can  hear  a  shaking  leaf, 
While  rattling  thunders  round  us  roar. 
6  Great  All  in  All,  eternal  King, 
Let  me  but  view  thy  lovely  face; 
And  all  my  pow'rs  shall  bow  and  sing, 
Thine  endless  grandeur  and  thy  grace. 

'  HYMN  42.     C.  M.     Tunbridgc.     [b] 

Delight  in  God. 

1  [\y£Y  God,  what  endless  pleasures  dwell 

3JL  Above,  at  thy  right  hand! 
Thy  courts  below,  how  amiable, 
Where  all  thy  graces  stand' 


k  II.  HYMN  43. 

o  2    I  v  near  tip    temple  lies, 

And  chirps  a  cheerful  d< 
The  I  irk  mounts  upward  tow'rd  the  skies, 

And  tunes  her  warb'ling  thr 
rid  we,  when  in  thy  presence,  Lord, 

We  shout,  with  cheerful  tongue  : 
Or  sitting  round  our  Father's  board, 

We  crown  the  feast  with  songs. 
4  Wliile  Jesus  shines  with  quick'ning  grace, 

We  sing,  and  mount  on  high; 
Bu-t  if  a  frown  becloud  his  face, 

We  f  tin'.,  and  tire,  and  die. 

.•  the  lonesome  dove 
.  her  widow'd  state: 
Wand'ring  she  flies  thro  all  the  grove, 

And  mourns  her  loving  mate. 
6  Just  so  our  thot's  from  thing  to  thing, 

In  res  less  circles  rove; 
Just  so  we  droop,  and  hang  the  wing, 

When  Jesus  hides  his  love.] 

HYMN  43-    L.M.    Sheffield.    Leeds.    (*] 

Christ's  Sufferings  and  Glory. 
o  1  ^TOW  for  a  tune  of  lofty  praise, 

-^     To  great  Jehovah's  equal  S  n! 
o  Awake,  my  voice,  in  heavvaly  lays, 

Tell  the  loud  wonders  he  hath  done. 

2  Sing,  how  he  left  the  worlds  of  light, 

And  the  bright  robes  he  wore  above; 
u  How  swift  and  joyful  was  the  Might, 

On  wings  of  everlasting  love. 
c  3  (Down  to  this  base,  this  sinful  earth, 

He  came  to  rai>e  our  nature  high; 
a  came  t'  atone  almighty  wrath] — 

Jesus  the  God  was  born  to  die.) 
c  4  [Hell  and  its  lions  roar'd  around, 

His  precious  blood  the  n  spilt; 

While  weighty  soi  t  him  down, 

L  irge  as  the  loads  of  all  our  guilt.] 
a  5  Deep  in  the  shades  vt  gloomy  death, 

1  W  almighty  captive  Pris'ner  lay; 
o  'i"h'  almighty  Captive  left  the  earth, 

And  rose  to  everlasting  d->y. 


364  HYMN  44, 45.  Book  II: 

o  6  Lift  up  your  eyes,  ye  sons  of  light, 
Up  to  his  throne  of  shining  grace; 
See  what  immortal  glories  sit — 

Round  the  sweet  beauties  of  his  face. 
g  7  Amongst  a  thousand  harps  and  songs, 
Jesus  the  God  exalted  re 
His  sacred  name  fills  all  their  tongues. 
And  echoes  through  the  heav'nly  f>l  :ins! 

""*  HYMN  44.     L  M.     [h]  "' 

Hell:  or  the  Vengeance  of  Gob. 

1  [\VTITH  holy  fear,  and  humble  song, 

T  ▼     The  dreadful  God  our  souls  adore; 
Rev'rence  and  awe  become  the  tongue, 
That  speaks  the  terrours  of  his  pow'r. 

2  Far  in  the  deep,  where  darkness  dwells, 
The  land  of  horrour  and  despair, — 
Justice  has  built  a  dismal  hell, 

And  laid  her  stores  of  vengeance  there. 

3  (Eternal  plagues  and  heavy  chains, 
Tormenting  racks  a^d  fiery  coals, — 
And  darts  t'  inflict  immortal  pains, 
Dy'd  in  the  blood  of  damn'd  souls. 

4  There  Satan,  the  first  sinner,  lies, 
And  roars,  and  bites  his  iron  bands; 
In  vain  the  rebel  strives  to  rise, 

Crush'd  with  the  weight  of  both  thy  hands.) 

5  There  guilty  ghosts  of  Adam's  race, 
Shriek  out,  and  howl  beneath  thy  rod; 
Once  they  could  scorn  a  Saviour's  grace, 
But  they  incens'd  a  dreadful  God. 

6  Tremble,  my  soul,  and  kiss  the  Son: 
Sinner  obey  thy  Saviour's  call; 

Else  your  damnation  hastens  on, 

And  heil  gapes  wide  to  wait  your  f*ll.] 

"  HYMN  45.     L.  M.     .Vamwich      [*]      ' 

Gow's  Condescension  to  our  Worship. 

1  FT1IIY  favours,  Lord,  surprise  our  souls: 
e        JL   Will  the  Eternal  dwell  with  us! 

What  canst  thou  find  beneath  the  poles, 

To  tempt  thy  chariot  downward  thus? 
— 2  Still  might  he  fill  his  starry  throne, 

And  please  his  ears  with  Gabriel's  songs; 


Knok  II.  HYMV4f),4r. ^5 

But  heav'nly  Majesty  com 

And  bows  to  hi  arkcu  to  our  tongues. 
e  S  Great  God!  what  poor  returns  we  pay, 
Foi        <  so  infinite  as  thine: 
Words  are  but  air,  and  tongues  but  clay, 
But  • '.-.  c  >n  passion's  all  dh ine. 

iiVMN  40      L.  M.     Weldon.     Portugal.     [*]  ~ 
(Jon's  Condescension  to  Human  J&ffaire, 

1  TTH  to  the  Lord,  who  reigns  on  high, 
U   And  views  the  nations  from  afar, 
o  Let  everlasting  praises  fly, 

And  tell  how  large  his  bounties  are. 
p  2  [lie  who  can  -hake  the  worlds  he  made, 

Or  with  his  word,  or  with  his  rod, — 

His  goodness,  how  amazing  great, 

And  what  a  condescending  God!] 
e  3  God,  who  must  stoop  to  view  the  skies. 

And  bow  to  see  what  angels  do  — 

Down  to  the  earth  he  casts  his  eyes, 

And  bends  his  footsteps  downward  tco. 
—4  He  overrules  all  mortal  things, 

And  manages  our  mean  affairs: 

On  humble  souls  the  King  of  kings 

Bestows  his  counsels  and  his  cares. 
e  5  Our  sorrows  and  our  tears  we  pour 

Into  the  bosom  of  our  (-. 

He  hears  us  in  the  mournful  hour, 

And  helps  to  bear  the  heavy  load. 
— 6  In  vain  might  lofty  princes  try 

Such  condescension  to  perform; 

Lor  worms  were  never  rais'd  so  high, 

Above  their  meanest  fellow- worm. 
o  7  Oh!  could  our  thankful  hearts  devise 

A  tribute  equal  to  thy  grace — 
o  To  the  third  be  iVn  our  songs  should  rise, 
h  the  golden  harps  t  i 


HYMN   47.     L   M.     Green's.  Mantwich.  [*] 

Glory  and  Grace  in  the  Pcrton  %j  CUBIST, 

1  "YT^^  to  tllL'  Lord  a  noble  sung! 

1*%    Awake,  my  soul;  awake,  my  tongue; 
Hosann  i  to  th*  Eternal  Name, 
And  all  his  boundless  love  proclaim, 
►31 


566  HYMN  48,  Book  I L 

b  2  See  where  it  shines  in  Jesus'  face, 

The  brightest  image  of  his  grace; 
^God,  in  the  person  of  his  Son, 

Has  all  his  mightiest  works  outdone. 
e  3  The  spacious  earth,  and  spreading  flood, 

Proclaim  the  wise,  the  pow'rful  God; 

And  thy  rich  glories  from  afar, 

Sparkle  in  ev'ry  rolling  star: — 
o  4  But  in  his  looks  a  glory  stands, 

The  noblest  labour  of  thine  hands: 

The  pleasing  lustre  of  his  eyes 

Outshines  the  wonders  of  the  skies. 
a  5  Grace! — 'tis  a  sweet,  a  charming  theme; 
— My  thoughts  rejoice  at  Jesus'  name! 
o  Y*  angels  dwell  upon  the  sound; 
u  Ye  heav'ns  reflect  it  to  the  ground! 
— 6  Oh,  may  I  live  to  reach  the  place, 

Where  he  unveils  his  lovely  face! 
o  Where  all  his  beauties  you  behold; 

And  sing  his  name  to  harps  of  gold. 

"HYMN  48.     CM.     Reading.     WulsaL     [b] 
Love  to  the  Creatures  dangerous. 

1  TTOW  vain  are  all  things  here  below, 
Jtl  How  false,  and  yet  how  fair! 

Bach  pleasure  hath  its  poison  too, 
And  ev'ry  sweet  a  snare. 

2  The  brightest  things  below  the  sky, 
Give  but  a  ftatt'ring  light; 

We  should  suspect  some  danger  nigh, 
Where  we  possess  delight. 

3  Our  dearest  joys,  and  nearest  friends, 
The  partners  of  our  blood — 

How  they  divide  our  wav'ring  minds, 
And  leave  but  half  for  God! 

4  The  fondness  of  a  creature's  love, 
How  strong  It  strikes  the  sense? 

Thither  the  warm  affections  move, 

Nor  can  we  call  them  thence, 
o  5  Dear  Saviour,  let  thy  beauties  be 

My  soul's  eternal  food; 
o  And  grace  command  my  heart  away 

From  all  created  good. 


JL HYMN  49,  50, 3 

HYf  I  .    I.   [*] 

f  God. 

1  [|T|1\A  Til  can  draid, 

\3  If  God  be  with  us  tl 
\Yc  may  walk  through  the  darkest  shade, 
Id  to  fear, 

2  I  could  renounce  my  all  be]  >w, 
If  my  Creator  bid; 

And  run,  if  I  were  call'd  to  go, 

Aiivl  die  as  Moses  did. 

Mig  it  I  but  climb  to  Pisgah's  top, 

And  view  the  promis'd  land; 
My  Hesh  itself  would  long  to  drop, 

And  pray  for  the  command. 
4  Clasp'd  in  my  heav'nly  Father's  arms, 

I  would  forget  my  breath; 
And  lose  my  life  among  the  charms 

Of  >o  divine  a  death.] 

HYMN  50     L.  M.     [b*] 
Comfort*  under  Sorrotoa  mid  P.. 
1   [1WTOV\  Lord  my  Saviour  smile, 

J  ^    And  shew  my  name  upon  his  heart; 
I  would  forget  my  pains  aw  hi  e, 
lu  the  pleasure  lose  the  smart. 
But  oh!  it  swells  my  sorrows  high, 
s  frown; 

die, 
nd  all  the  springs  of  life  are  down. 
■t,  why,  my  soul,  why  these  complai 
I,  while  he  frowns,  his  bowels  move: 
sart  he  bears  his  saints. 
And  feels  their  sorrows,  and  his  love. 
•1   My  name  is  printed  on  his  breast; 
book  of  life  contains  my  name; 

.   have  it  there  impiv 
.  in  the  bri  Is  of  fame.  \ 

11  things  here, 
i  ly  st  aid, 
\     I  in  the  Lai  book  app< 

by  the  etern  il  Father's  hand. 
v  shall  my  min  othly  run. 

Whilst  here  1  wait  m>  F  ither's  will; 
My  rising,  and  my  settinj  .  sun 
Roll  gently  up  and  down  the  bill.] 


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HYMN  5!,  52.  BookTI.  I  j 

HYMN  51      L,M.     Blendon.     [*] 

(Jon  £/,e  Son  equal  with  the  Father. 

[kRIGHT  King  of  glory,  dreadful  God! 
y  Our  spirits  bow  before  thy  scat; — 

IV)  thee  we  lift  an  humble  thought, 

And  worship  at  thine  awful  feet. 

2  [Thy  pow'r  hath  form'd,  thy  wisdom  sways, 

All  nature  with  a  sov'reigu  word: 

And  the  bright  world  of  stars  obeys 

The  will  of  their  superior  Lord. 
—3  Mercy  and  truth  unite  in  one, 

And  smiling  sit  at  thy  right  hand; 
g  Eternal  justice  guards  thy  throne, 

And  vengeance  waits  thy  dread  command.] 
— I  A  thousand  seraphs,  strong  and  bright,, 

Stand  round  the  glorious  Deity: — 

But  who,  amongst  the  sons  of  light, 

Pretends  comparison  with  thee? 
o  5  Yet  there  is  one  of  human  frame, 

Jesus,  array'd  in  flesh  and  blood, 

Thinks  it  no  robbery  to  claim, 

A  full  equality  with  God. 
—6  Their  glory  shines  with  equal  beams; 

Their  essence  is  for  ever  one; 

Tho'  they  are  known  by  different  names, 

The  Father  God,  and  God  the  Son. 
o  7  Then  let  the  Name  of  Christ  our  King, 

With  equal  honours  be1  ador'd; 

His  praise  let  ev'ry  angel  sing, 

And  all  the  nations  own  him  Lord. 

HYMN  52.  .  jC.  M.    Bangor:    £b] 

Death  dread  Jul  or  delightful. 

i   [T|EATH!  'tis  a  melancholy  clay, 
JLf   To  those  who  have  no  God,  — . 
When  the  poor  soul  is  fore'd  away 

To  seek  her  last  abode. 
2  In  vain  to  heav'n  she  lifts  her  ey 

But  guilt,  a  heavy  chain, 
Still  drags  her  downward  from  the  skies, 

To  darkness,  fire,  and  pain. 
2>  Awake,  and  mourn,  ye  heirs  of  hell. 

Let  stubborn  sinners  fear; 


Rook  II.  HYMN   53. ^0 

You  must  be  driv'n  from  earth  to  dwell 

A  long  i  orever  there! 
A  See  how  the  pit  gapes  wide  for  you, 

And  flashes  in  your  face; 
And  thou,  my  soul,  look  downward  too, 

And  sing  recov'ring  grace. 
5  He  is  a  God  of  bov 'reign  love, 

Who  promised  heaven  to  me; 
And  taught  my  *oul  to  soar  above, 

Where  happy  spirits  be. 

pare  me,  Lord,  for  thy  right  hand, 

Then  come  the  joyful  day; 
Com.  and  some  celestial  band, 

To  bear  o  y  soul  away.] 

HYMN  53.    CM.     Zion.  [b*] 
The  Pi:;-  image  of  the  Saints. 
c  1  T  OR D,  what  a  wretched  laud  is  this, 
Ai  That  yields  us  no  suj  ply; 
No  cheering  fruits,  no  wholesome  trees, 

Nor  streams  of  living  joy! 
2  But  pricking  thorns  thro'  all  the  ground, 

And  moi  sons  grow; 

And  all  the  i  ivers  that  are  found, 
With  -      aters  Row. 

o  3  Yet  the  dear  path  to  thine  abode: 
Lies  through  this  horrid  land: 
Lord'  we  would  keep  the  beav'nly  read, 

v    d  run  at  thy  command. 
4  [Our  souls  shall  tread  the  desart  through, 

With  ui  .  et; 

And  faith  and  flaming  zeal  subdue 
The  terrours  that  we  meet.] 
t  5  (A  thousai  beasts  of  pi 

rest  roam; 
o  But  Judah's  Lion  guards  the  way, 

And  guides  the  strangers  home.) 
c  6  Longrnights  and  darkness  dwell  below, 

With  .  I  winkling  raj ; 

o  But  the  bright  world  to  which  we  go, 

1^  c-\  erlasting  d  iy. 
—7  By  glimm'ring  hopes,  and  gloomy  fears, 
We  trace  the  sacred  n 


570  HYMN  54.  Bonk  j_ 

Through  dismal  deeps,  and  dangerous  snares, 

We  make  our  way  to  God. 

I  Mr  journey  is  a  thorny  maze, 
—     But  we  march  upwards  still; 
0  Forget  these  troubles  of  the  ways, 

And  reach  at  Zion's  hill. 
9  [See  the  kind  angels,  at  the  gates, 

I:i\  itmg  us  to  come; 
There  Jesus  the  Forerunner  waits 

To  welcome  travelers  home. 
— 10  There,  on  a  green  and  flow'ry  mount, 

Our  weary  souls  shall  sit, — 
And  with  transporting  joys,  recount, 

The  labours  of  our  feet. 
11  No  vain  discourse  shall  fill  our  tongue, 

Nor  trifles  vex  our  ear; 
Infinite  grace  shall  fill  our  song, 

And  God  rejoice  to  hear, 
o  12  Eternal  glories  to  the  King 

Who  brought  us  safely  through, 
Our  tongues  shall  never  cease  to  sing; 

And  endless  praise  renew.] 

HYMN  54.    O.  M.    Jirundel.    6Y  Martin'*     \} 

God's  Presence  is  Light  in  Darkness. 

1  ~\  |  Y  God,  the  spring  of  all  my  jovs, 
IvA     The  life  of  my  delights: 

The  glory  of  my  brightest  days, 
And  comfort  of  my  nights. 

2  In  darkest  shades,  if  he  appear* 
M  v  da  w  ning  is  be gu  n , 

o  He  is  my  soul's  sweet  morning  star, 

And  he  my  rising  sun. 
b  3  The  op'ning  heav'ns  around  me  shine, 

With  beams  of  sacred  bliss; 
While  Jesus  shows  his  heart  is  mine, 

And  whispers  I  am  his. 
o   I  My  soul  would  leave  this  heavy  clay, 

At  that  transporting  word; 
u  Run  up  with  joy  the  shining  way, 

T'  embrace  my  dearest  Lord. 
0  5  Fearless  of  hell  and  ghastly  death, 

I'd  break  through  ev'ry  foe; 


took  II.  HYMN  55.  56. 

>\  e,  md  arms    t  faith, 
Shall  bear  me  couqu'ror  through. 

HYMN  55. C.  M.     Bangor      [b] 

frail  Life  and  succeeding  Eternity, 
•  l  rplIILfc  we  ad  >re,  Eternal  Name; 
A     And  humbly  own  to  thee, 
How  feeble  is  our  mortal  frame, 

What  d\  ing  worms  are  we! 
2  [Our  wasting  lives  grow  shorter  b1 
As  months  and  da;  s  increase; 
.  Yy  beating  pulse  we  tell, 
Leaves  bat  the  number  1 
—3  (The  year  roils  round,  and  steals  aw  ij 
The  breath  that  first  it  ga 
Whatever  we  do,  where'er  we  be, 
We're  travel iir.;.;  to  the  grave. 
4  Dangers  stand  thick  through  all  the  groi 

To  push  us  to  the  tomb; 
And  fierce  diseases  wait  around, 
To  hurry  mortals  home. 
p  5  Good  God!  on  what  a  slender  thread 
II  tng  everlasting  thi 
Th'  eternal  state  of  all  the  dead, 

Upon  life's  feeble,  stri 
6  Infinite  joy,  er  endless  woe, 

Att- 
And  set  how  m  ' :.  we  go, 

Upon  the  brink  of   death! 
^7  Waken,  O  Lord,  our  drowsy  sei 
To  walk  this  dang'rous  roacfc 
And  if  our  souls  are  hurried  hence, 
May  thej  ( Jod. 


[b] 

The  Mitery  of  being  without  God, 

1  CVTO,  I  sh  id  t  )•  j  them  no  mure, 

^     Wh  ■    r       profanely  gr 
Thoueh  they  increase  i 

Ami  rise  to  woifdr  »us  height. 

Tor  I 


^ HYMX  5r,58.         Book  I f. 

But  leath  comes  hast'oing  on  to  you, 
To  mow  your  glory  down. 

4  Yes,  you  mu*t  bow  your  stately  head, 
A  v  iv  your  spiril  Hies 

And  no  kind  angel  near  your  bed, 
T    t>ear  it  to  the  ski;s. 

5  Go,  now,  and  boan  of  all  your  stores, 
And  tell  how  bright  they  shine: 

Your  heaps  of  glittYing  dust  are  yours, 
And  my  Redeemer's  mine.] 

HYMN    57.       L     M.        PrfjrraL       [*] 

The  Pleasures  of  a  Good  Conscience. 

1  [T  OHi3,  how  secure,  and  blest,  are  they 

XJ    Who  feel  the  joys  of  pardon 'd  sin? 
Should  sUrms  of  wrath  shake  earth  and  sea, 
Their  minds  have  heav'n  and  peace  within. 

2  The  day  glides  swiftly  o'er  their  heads, 
Made  up  of  innocence  and  love: 

And,  soft  and  silent  as  the  shades, 
Their  nightly  minutes  gently  move. 

3  (Quick  as  their  thoughts  their  joys  come  on, 
But  fly  not  half  so  fast  away; 

Their  souls  are  ever  bright  as  noon, 
And  calm  as  summer  evenings  be. 

4  Flow  oft  they  look  to  th'  heav'nly  hills, 
Where  groves  of  living  pleasures  grow; 
And  longing  hopes,  and  cheerful  smiles, 
Sit  undisturb'd  upon  their  brow.) 

5  They  scorn  to  seek  our  golden  toys; 
But  spend  the  day,  and  share  the  night, 
In  numb'ring  o'er  the  richer  joys, 
That  heav'n  prepares  for  their  delight. 

6  While  wretched  we,  like  worms  and  moles, 
Lie  grovelling  in  the  dust  below: 
Almighty  grace  renew  our  souls, 

And  well  aspire  to  glory  too,] 


HYMN  58.     (     M.     Heading. 
Shortness  of  Life,  and  Goodness  of  God. 
e  1  nHlMrJ   wh;     an  enip  •   Vapour  'tis! 
A      And  days  how  awift  they  are! 
Swift  as  an  Indian  arrow  flies, 
Or  like  a  shooting  star. 


Book  11.  HYMN  59. 57S 

2  The  present  moments  just  appear, 
Then  slide  away  in  haste; 

That  we  can  \\t\cr  say,  they're  litre, 
But  only  say,  they're  past. 

3  [Our  life  is  ever  on  the  wing, 
And  death  is  ever  nigh; 

The  moment  when  our  lives  begin, 

\\  e  all  begin  to  die.] 
-*-4  Yet,  miglitv  God'  our  fleeting  days 

Thy  lasting  favours  share; 
Yet  with  the  bounties  of  thy  grace, 

Thou  load'st  the  rolling  year. 
5  'Tis  sovereign  mercy  finds  us  food, 

And  we  are  cluth'd  with  love; 
While  grace  stands  pointing  out  the  road, 

Thar  leads  our  souls  above. 
o  6  His  goodness  runs  an  endless  round; 

All  glory    to  the  Lord! 
His  mercy  never  knows  a  bound; 

And  be  his   l^ameudor'd! 
7   [Thus  we  begin  the  lasting  song: 

And  when  we  close  our  eyes, 
Let  the  next  age  thy  praise  prolong, 
nil  time  and  nature  die  s.] 

__± » 

HYMN  oy.     C.  M      -V   Paul's.     Hymn  2d,      [*] 
Paradise  on  Earth. 

1  piLORYtoGpd  who  walks  tlie  sky, 
V*      And  sends  his  blessings  through; 

"'Who  tells  his  savotsof  joys  on  high, 
And  gives  a  taste  below. 

2  [Cil  >ry  to  God,  who  stoops  hi  •  throne, 
That  dust  and  worms  may  see'*; 

And  brings  a  glimpse  of  glory  down, 
Around  his  sac IV d  fcet.]^ 

3  When  Christ  withall  Ins  graces  crcwn'U, 
Sheds  his  kind  beams  abroad** 

'Tis  a  young  beav'n  on  earthly  ground, 

And  glory  in  the  bud. 
o  -1   A  blooming  Paradise  of  joy, 

In  this  wild  desert  spril 
Andev*ry  raight  employ, 

On  sweet  <  t  estial  thin  j 


374  HYMN  60.  Book  II. 

5  [White  lilies  all  around  appear, 
And  each  his  glory  shows: 

The  rose  of  Sharon  blossoms  here, 
The  fairest  flower  that  blows. 

6  Cheerful  I  feast  on  heav'nly  fruit, 
And  bring  the  pleasures  down, — 

Pleasures  that  flow  hard  by  the  foot 
Of  the  eternal  throne."] 
e  7  But  ah!  how  soon  my  joys  decay.' 
How  soon  my  sins  arise, 
And  snatci  the  heav'nly  scene  away 
From  these  lamenting  eyes. 
e  8  When  shall  the  time,  dear  Jesus,  when, 
The  shining  day  appear, 
That  I  shall  leave  these  clouds  of  sin, 
And  guilt  and  darkness  here? 
o  9  Up  to  the  fields  above  the  skies, 

My  hasty  feet  would  go; 
o  There  everlasting  flow'rs  arise, 
There  joys  unwith'ring  grow. 

HYMN  60.     L.  M.     Green's.     [*] 
The  Truth  of  God  the  Promisev. 

1  "pRAlSE,  everlasting  praise,  be  paid 
XT     To  him  who  earth's  foundation  laid: 

Praise  to  the  God,  whose  strong  decrees 
Sway  the  creation  as  he  please. 

2  Praise  to  the  goodness  of  the  Lord, 
Who  rules  his  people  by  his  word; 
And  there,  as  strong  as  his  decrees, 
He  sets  his  kindest  promises. 

3  (Finn  are  the  words  his  prophets  give, 
Sweet  words  on  which  his  children  live; 
Each  of  them  is  the  voice  of  God, 
Who  spoke  and  spread  the  skies  abror.d) 

o  4  [Each  of  them  pow'rful  as  that  scnjnd', 
That  bid  the  new- made  world  go  round; 
And  stronger  than  the  solid  poles, 
On  which  the  wheel  of  nature  rolls.] 

e  5  Whence  then  should  doubts  and  fears  ai,  - 
Why  trickling  sorrows  drown  our  eyes? 

e  Slowly,  alas!  our  mind  receives 
The  cornier ts  that  cur  .Maker  gives. 


Itookfl.  HYMN  61,  63. 3?  5 

— 6  On,  tor  a  strong,  a  Las  Lug  faith, 
To  credit  what  the  Almighty  saith; — 

T'  embrace  the  message  of  his  Son, 
And  cail  the  jo\s  of  heav'nour  own. 
g  7    Then  should  the  earth's  old  pillar,  shake, 
And  all  the  wheels  of  nature  break; 
Our  steady  souls  shall  fear  no  more, 
Than  solid  rocks  when  billows  roar. 
8  [Our  everlasting  hopes  arise, 
A  )  >\e  the  mutable  skies,—. 
Where  the  eternal  Builder  reigns, 

s  ids  pow'r  sustains.] 


HYMN  oi.    C.  W      hie   >f  Wight,     [b*] 
A  Thought  of  Death  and  Glory. 

C    *    \  I"'*'  e  iae  ^V* 

-WJI     And  think  how  near  it  stands 

When  thou  must  quit  this  house  of  clay, 

Ana  fly  to  unknown  lands. 
p  2  (And  you,  mine  eyes,  look  down  and  view 

The  hollow  gaping  tomb; 
This  gloomy  prison  waits  for  you, 

Whene'er   the  summons  come.) 
c  3  Oh!  could  we  die  with  those  who  die, 

And  place  us  in  their  stead; 
— .Then  would  our  spirits  learn  to  fly, 

And  converse  with  the  dead. 
4  Then  should  we  see  the  saints  above, 

In  their  own  glorious  forms; 
And  wonder  why  our  souls  should  love 

To  dwell  with  mortal  worms. 
i   [How  we  should  scorn  these  clothes  of  flesh, 

These  fetters,  and  this  load, — 
And  long  tor  evening  to  undress. 

That  we  may  rest  with  God.] 
o  6  We  should  almost  forsake  our  clay, 

Betore  the  summons  come; 
An  1  pray  and  wish  our  souls  away, 

To  their  eternal  home. 

IN  62    C.  Al.      [b] 
God  the  Thunderer.* 
1   [OING  to  the  LorU\  ye  heav'nly  hosts, 
O     An. I  thou,  O  earth,  adore. 
*.Madc  in  a  great  sudden  stvrm  of  thunder,  Aug.  2U,  1C97 


3rd HYMN  63,gtf,  Book  IK 

Let  de  ith  and  bell,  th:  o'  all  their  coasts, 
Stand  trembling  at  his  pow'r. 

2  His  sounding  chariots  shake  the  sky, 
He  m  ikes  the  clouds  his  chrorie; 

There  all  his  stores  of  liglrning  lie, 
Till  vengeance  darts  tuem  down. 

3  His  nostrils  breathe  out  fiery  streams; 
And,  from  his  awful  tongue, 

A  sov'reifn  voice  divides  Me  flames, 
And  thunder  rods  along. 

4  Think,  ()  my  soul,  the  dreadful  day, 
When  this  incensed  God 

Shall  r*  nd  the  sky,  and  burn  the  sea, 
And  fling  his  wrath  abroad! 

5  What  shall  the  wretch,  the  sinner  do, 
He  once  defy  'd  the  Lord! 

But  he  shall  dread  the  Thund'rer  now, 
And  sink  beneath  his  word. 

6  Tempests  of  angry  fire  shall  roll, 
To  blast  the    rebel  worm, — 

And  beat  upon  his  naked  soul 
In  one  eternal  storm.] 

'"HYMN  63.     C.  M.     BinhAi^atc.     [*] 
A  Funeral  Thought, 
e  1  "IT ARK!  from  the  tombs  a  doleful  sound: 

li     Mine  e^rs  attend  the  cry — . 
d  "Ye  living  men,  come  view  the  ground, 
"Where  you  must  shortly  lie. 
2  "Princes,  this  clay  must  be  your  bed, 

"In  spite  of  all  your  tow'rs; 
"The  tall,  the  wise,  the  rev'rendhead, 
"Must  lie  as  low  as  ours." 
p  3  Great  God*  is  this  our  certain  doom? 
And  are  we  still  secure! 
Still  walking  downwards  to  our  tomb, 
And  yet  prepare  no  more! 
— 4  Grant  us  thepow'rs  of  quick'ning  grace, 

To  fit  our  souls  to  fly; 
o  Then,  when  we  drop  this  dying  flesh, 
We'll  rise  above  the  sk\ . 

HYMN    64.     L.  M      (7rr-  Y     All  Samts.     [*f 

Gon  the  Glory  and  Defence  of  Zion. 
1    [T  \Pr*Y  Cat  cim  ...i,  tuo  i  sacred  place, 
XX     The  seat  of  thy  Creator's  grace; 


Rook  II.  HYMN  65,  66. 

i  >ly  a  mrts  are  his  i 

Thou  earthly  palace  of  our  God. 

2  Thy  walls  are  strength,  and  at  thy  gates, 

A  guard  of  heav'niy  warriors  wai  »; 

•r  shall  thy  deep  foundations  move, 
Fik'd  on  his  counsels  aixl  his  love. 
I  Thy  foes  in  vain  designs  engage, 

;ainst  his  throne  i'i  vain  they  rage; 
Like  rising  waves  with  angry  roar, 
That  dash  and  die  upon  the  shore. 

o  4  Then  let  our  souls  in  Zion  dwell, 
Nor  fear  the  wrath  of  Home  and  hell: 
Mis  arms  embrace  this  happy  ground, 
Like  brazen  bulwarks  built  around. 

s  5  God  is  our  shield,  and  God  our  sun; 
Swift  as  the  fleeting  moments  run, 
On  us  he  sheds  new  beams  of  grace; 
And  we  reflect  his  brightest  praise. 

HYMN  65.    CM      Canterbury.     [*] 
Hope  of  Heaven  our  Support  on  Earth. 
1   VM7"HKX  I  can  read  my  titie  clear 

▼  ▼      To  mansions  in  the  skies, 
I  bid  farewell  to  ev'ry  fear, 
And  wipe  my  weeping  eyes. 

tuld  earth  against  my  soul  engage, 
:  hellish  darts  be  hurPd; 
Then  I  can  smile  at  Satan's  rage, 
And  face  a  frowning  world. 
Let  cares  like  a  wide  deluge  come. 
And  st>rms  of  sorrow  fall; 
May  I  but  safely  reach  my  home. 
My  God,  my  heav'n,  my  all: — 
4  There  shall  I  bathe  my  weary  soul 

In  seas  of  heav'nly  rest; 
And  not  a  wave  of  trouble  roil, 
Across  my  peaceful  breast. 

HYMN  66,     CM.    Sunday,     [  *] 

.  /  Prospect  <*J  I: 
1  fllriERE  is  a  laud  Ol    pure  delight, 

.1      Where  saints  immoi 
Infinite  clay  excludes  the  Di 
And  pleasures  banish  pa 


3rs HYMN  67.  Book  If. 

o  2  There  everlasting  spring  abides, 

And  never- with 'ring  flow'rs: 
e  Death  like  a  narrow  sea,  divides 

This  heav'nly  land  from  ours.  ^^ 

b  3  (Sweet  fields,  bevond  the  swelling  flood, 

Stand  dress'd  in  living  green; 
— So  to  the  Jews  old  Canaan  stood, 

While  Jordan  roll'd  between. 
p  4  Bat  tim'rous  mortals  start  and  shrink, 

To  cross  this  narrow  sea; 
And  linger  shiv'ring  on  the  brink, 

And  fear  to  launch  away.) 
— 5  Oh!  could  we  make  our  doubts  remove, 

Those  gloomy  doubts  that  rise, 
And  see  the  Canaan  that  we  love, 

With  unbeclouded  eyes!  — 
6  Could  we  but  climb  where  Moses  stood, 

And  view  the  landscape  o'er — 
o  Not  Jordan's  stream,  nor  death's  cold  flood, 

Should  fright  us  from  the  shore. 

~         HYMN  67.     C.  M.     Jrundel.     [*]        ~~ 

God's  eternal  Dominion.' 
e  1   i^REAT  God!  how  infinite  art  thou! 
e        vK     What  worthless  worms  are  wc: 
g  Let  the  whole  race  of  creatures  bow. 

And  pay  their  praise  to  thee 
2  Thy  throne  eternal  ages  stood, 

Ere  seas  or  stars  were  made: 
a.  Thou  art  the  everiiving  God, 

Were  all  the  nations  dead. 
— 3  Nature  and  time  quite  naked  lie, 

To  thine  immense  survey,—^ 
From  the  formation  of  the  sky, 

To  the  great  burning  day. 
g  4  Eternity,  with  all  its  years, 

Stands  present  in  thy  view; 
To  thee  there's  nothing  old  appears — 

Great  God!  there's  nothing  new. 
e  5  Our  lives  thro'  various  scenes  are  drawtt, 

And  vex'd  with  trifling  care*; 
g  While  thine,  eternal  thoughts  move  en 

Thine  undrsturb'd  aftaiis. 


Rook  IF.  HYMN  68,  69.  S79 

a   6  Great  God!   how  infinite  art  thou! 
a      What  worthless  worms  are  we! 
g  Let  the  whole  race  of  creatures  bow, 
And  oay  their  praise  to  thee? 

HYMN  68.     C.  M.     flurbu.  V.  „inn'tt.     [*'| 

The  Humble  Worship  of  God. 
1T2*ATHER,  1  ion-,  1  taint  to  see 
A      The  place  of  thine  abode; 
o  I'd  leave  the  earthly  courts,  and  ilee 

Up  to  thy  seat  my  God! 
— 2  Here  I  behold  thy  distant  face, 

And  'tis  a  pleasant  Sight; 
o  But,  to  abide  in  thine  embrace, 

Is  infinite  delight. 
— 3  I'd  part  with  all  the  joys  of  sense, 

To  gaze  upon  thy  throne; 
Pleasure  springs  fresh  for  ever  thence, 

Unspeakable,  unknown. 
0  4  There  all  the  heav'nly  hosts  are  seen; 

In  shining  ranks  they  move; 
And  drink  immortal  vigour  in 

With  wonder  and  with  love, 
p  5  Then  at  thy  feet,  with  awful  fear, 

Th'  adoring  armies  fall: 
With  joy  they  shrink  to  nothing  there, 

Before  th*  eternal  all. 

6  [There  would  I  vie  with  all  the  host, 

In  duty  and  in  bliss: 
While  lets  than  nothing — I  could  boast, 

And  vanitx  —     nf<  *s.] 
— 7  The  more  thy  giories  strike  mine  eyes, 

The  humble;  ]  shall  lie; 
Thus   wiiilt  I  sink    mv  joys  shall  rise, 

I  Inmeasurabiy  high. 

HYMN  69.    C.  M.     Vi,rUtmu*.  W*] 
1  he  Faithfulness  vf  Go  din  the  Prwtmfea, 

o  1    [¥>l\(»IN    n.\  long  'm\   theme, 

3  J     And  speak  sonru  bo'un   Wis  thing, — 
g  The  mights  woiks,  or  mightier  Name — 

Of  our  <  b  rnal  King. 
— 2  Tell  of  his  wondrous  faitl 
o      And  sound  his  pow'r  abroad; 


530 HYMN  70. Book  II. 

e  Sing  the  sweet  promise  of  his  grace, 

And  the  performing  God. 
o  3  Proclaim — salvation  from  the  Lord, 
e       For  wretched  dying  men; 
— His  hand  has  writ  the  sacred  word, 

With  an  immortal  pen. 
g  4  Engrav'd,  as  ia  eternal  brass, 

The  mighty  promise  shines; 
Nor  can  the  pow'rs  of  darkness  raze 

Those  everlasting  lines. 
e  5  He  who  can  dash  whole  worlds  to  death, 

And  make  them  when  he  please!  — 
o  He  speaks, — and  that  almighty  breath 

Fulfils  his  great  decrees. 

6  (His  very  word  of  grace  is  strong, 

As  that  which  built  the  skies; 
The  voice  that  rolls  the  stars  along 

Speaks  all  the  promises, 
d  7  He  said,  Let  the  wide  heav'n  be  spread. 

And  heav'n  was  stretch'd  abroad; 
Abra'm  LHl  be  thy  God,  he  said, 

And  he  was  Abra?m*s  God.) 
e  8  Oh,  might  I  hear  thine  heav'nly  tongue 

But  whisper,  Thou  art  mine! 
— Those  gentle  words  should  raise  my  song 

To  notes  almost  divine, 
o  9  How  would  my  leaping  heart  rejoice, 

And  think  my  heav'n  secure! 
o  I  trust  the  all  creating  voice, 

And  faith  desires  no  more.] 

HYMN  70.    L.  M.     [*]  ~~ 

God's  Dominion  over  the  Sea.     Psal.  cvli,  23,  &c. 
1   [|  1QD  of  the  seas,  thy  thundering  voice 

vX     Makes  all  the  roaring  waves  rejoice! 
And  one  soit  word  of  thy  command 
Can  sink  them  silent  in  the  sand. 
1  If  but  a  Moses  waves  his  rod, 
The  sea  divides  and  owns  its  God; 
The  stormy  flood*  their  Maker  knew; 
And  let  his  chosen  armies  through. 
3  The  scaly  shoals  amidst  the  sea 
To  thee,  their  Lord,  a  tribute  pay; 


Book  II.  1IYMXH. 381 

The  meanest  fish  that  swims  the  flood, 

Leaps  up  a:.d  me.ms  a  praise  t«»  GoJ. 

4  The  larger  monsters  of  the  i\cep 
On  thy  c<  mmands  attendance  keep; 
Bv  thy  permission,  sport  and  p 

And  cleave  along  their  foaming  way. 

5  If  God  his  voice  of  tempest  rears, 
Leviathan  lies  still,  and  fears: 
Anon  he  lifts  his  nostrils  high, 

And  spouts  the  ocean  to  the  sky. 

6  How  is  thy  glorious  powY  ador'd, 
Amidst  these  wat'ry  nations.  Lord; 
Yet  the  bold  men  that  trace  the  seas, — 
Bold  men  refuse  their  Maker's  praise. 

7  V\  miracles  they  see, 
An  I  never  fine  a  song  to  thee 
While  on  the  ftood  they  safely  ride, 

They  curse  the  hand  that  smooths  the  tide'. 

8  Anon  they7  plunge  in  wat'ry  graves, 
And  some  drink  death  among  the  waves: 
Yet  the  surviving  crew  blaspheme, 

Nor  own  the  God  that  rescu'd  them! 

9  Oh,  for  some  signal  of  thine  hand! 
Shake  all  the  seas,  Lord,  shake  the  land: 
Great  Judge!  descend,  lest  men  deny 
That  there's  a  God  that  rules  the  sky. 

From  the  70th  to  the  108//;  Hymn,  I  ho/ic  the 
reader  will  for  give  the  neglect  of  rhyme,  in  the  first 
and  third  (tries  of  the  Stun z a  ] 

HYMN  71.  CM.     Devizes.     [*] 
Praise  to  Gov  from  all  Creatures. 

1  fJpHE  glnr.es  of  m\   Maker,  God, 

A      My  jo\ful  voice  ^hall  sing; 
And  call  the  nations  to  adore 
Their  Former  and  their  King. 

2  'Twas  his  right  hand  that  shap'd  our  clay, 
And  wrought  this  human  frame; 

But  from  his  own  immediate  breath, 
Oi  r  nobler  spirits  came. 

3  We  bring  our  mortal  pow'rs  to  God, 
And  worship  with  our  tongues; 


382 HYMN  72,  73.         Book  IL 

We  claim  some  kindred  with  the  skies, 
And  join  the  angelic  songs. 

4  Let  grovelling  beasts  of  ev'ry  shape, 
And  fowls  of  ev'ry  wing, 

And  rocks,  and  trees,  and  fires,  and  seas, 
Their  various  tribute  bring. 

5  Ye  planets,  to  his  honour  shine, 
And  wheels  of  nature  roll; 

Praise  him  in  your  unwearied  course, 
Around  the  steady  pole. 

6  The  brightness  of  our  Maker's  Name 
The  wide  Creation  fills; 

And  his  unbounded  grandeur  flies, 
Beyond  the  heav'nly  hills. 

HYMN  72.     C.   M.     Sunday.     [*] 
Lord's  Day:  or  Resurrection  of  Christ. 
o  1T3  LESS'D  morning, wnose  young  dawning  rays 
J3     Beheld  our  rising  God; 
That  sa.v  him  triumph  o'er  the  dust, 
And  leave  his  last  abode. 
p  2  In  the  cold  prison  of  a  tomb, 

The  great  Redeemer  lay — 
— 'Till  the  revolving  skies  had  brought 

The  third — th'  appointed  clay. 
d  3  Hell  and  the  grave  unite  their  force, 

To  hold  our  God  in  vain: 
o  The  sleeping  conqueror  arose, 
o      And  burst  their  feeble  chain, 
e  4  To  thy  great  Name,  almighty  Lord, 

These  sacred  hours  we  pay; 
o  And  loud  Hosanuas  shall  proclaim 

The  triumph  of  the  day. 
s  5  Salvation,  and  immortal  praise. 
To  our  victorious  King; 
Let  heav'n  and  eartn,  and  rocks  and  seas, 

With  glad  Hosanna^  ring. _____^—_ 

'  HYMN  73.     C.  M.     Wear.     [*] 

Doubts  scattered:  Joys  restored. 
1   fl  ENCE  from  my  soul,  sad  tiio'ts,  be  gone, 
H     And  leave  me  to  my  joys; 
o  My  tongue  shall  triumph  in  my  God, 
And  make  a  joyful  noise. 


Book  H.  HYMN  74,75. 

p  2  Dartness  and  doubts  had  veU*d  my  mind, 

And  drown'd  my  head  in  tears; 
— Till  sov'reign  grace,  with  shining  rays, 

Uispell'd  my  gloomy  fears, 
o  3  Oh,  what  immortal  joys  I  felt, 

And  raptures  all  divine, — 
When  Jesus  told  me  I  was  his, 

And  my  Beloved  mine! 
— 4  In  vain  the  tempter  frights  my  soul, 

And  breaks  my  peace  in  vain; 
One  glimpse,  dear  Saviour,  of  thy  face 

Revives  my  joys  again. 

HYMN  T4      S.   M.     GuAtfi.rd.     [b]" 
Ingratitude  to  Divine  Goodness, 
c       1  TS  this  the  kind  return! 

JL    Are  these  tne  thanks  we  owe1 
Thus  to  abuse  eternal  Love, 

Whence  all  our  blessings  flow' 
e       2  To  what  a  stubborn  frame 
Has  sin  redue'd  our  mind! 
What  strange  rebellious  wretches  We, 
And  God  as  strangely  kind! 
—     3  (On  us  he  bids  the  sun 
Shed  his  Reviving  rays; 
For  us  the  skies  their  circles  run, 
To  lengthen  out  our  days.) 
4  The  brutes  obey  their  God, 
And  bow  their  necks  to  men; 
But  we,  more  base,  more  brutish  things, 
Reject  his  easy  reign, 
d       5  Turn,  turn  us,  mighty  God, 
And  mould, our  souls  afresh; 
Break,  sov'reign  grace,  these  hearts  of  stone, 
V  d  give  us  hearts  of  flesh. 
p      6  L  gratitude 

Pr<  voki  i 
— And  hourly,  i  rcies  till, 

louiiy  thanks  arise. 

'.  :.i.     St. ,  /    .'  . 

[ST. 

1   [IMU)M  thee,  mj  <  rod,  my  joys  shall  ripe, 

1.      And  run  eternal  rounds, — 


384 HYMN  76.  Book  II. 

Beyoid  the  limits  of  tue  skies, 
And  all  created  bounds. 
o  2  The  holy  triumphs  of  my  soul, 
Shall  death  itself  outbrave, — 
Leave  dull  mortality  behind, 
And  fly  beyond  the  grave, 
g  3  There,  where  my  blessed  Jesus  reigns, 
In  heav'n's  unmeasured  space, — 
I'll  spend  a  long  eternity, 

In  pleasure  and  in  praise. 
4  Millions  of  years,  my  wond'ring  eyes 

Shall  o'er  thy  beauties  rove; 
And  endless  ages  I'll  adore 
The  glories  of  thy  love. 
— 5  Sweet  Jesus,  ev'ry  smile  of  thine 
Shall  fresh  endearments  bring; 
And  thousand  tastes  of  new  delight, 
From  all  thy  graces  spring, 
o  6  Haste  my  Beloved,  fetch  my  soul  # 

Up  to  thy  bless'd  abode; 
u  Fly,  for  my  spirit  longs  to  see 
My  Saviour,  and  my  God.] 

HYMN  76.  C.  \T.      Vlitcham.     Sunday.     [*] 
Resurrection  and  Ascension  of  Christ. 

1  FIOSAXN  A  to  the  Prince  of  light, 
Jti     Who  cloth'd  himself  in  clay! 

Enter'd  the  iron  gates  of  death, 
And  tore  the  bars  away. 

2  Death  is  no  more  the  king  of  dread, 
Since  our  Emmanuel  rose; 

He  took  the  tyrant's  sting  away, 
And  spoil'd  our  hellish  foes. 

3  See  how  the  Conqu'ror  mounts  aloft, 

And  to  his  Father  flies, 
With  scars  of  honour  in  his  flesh, 
And  triumph  in  his  eyes. 

4  There  our  exalted  Saviour  reigns, 
And  scatters  blessings  down; 

Our  Jesus  fills  tue  middle  seat 

Of  the  celestial  throne. 
*  (Raise  your  devotion,  mortal  tongues, 

To  reach  his  blest  abode; 


Book  IL  HYMN  7T,  78. 

Sweet  be  the  accents  of  your  songs 

To  our  incarnate  God. 
6  Bright  angels,  strike  your  loudest  strings, 

Your  sweetest  voices  raise; 
Let  beav'n  and  all  created  things, 

Sound  our  Ivnauimiel's  praise.) 

"  HYMN  77.     L.   M.     Leeds      lUtndon.     [*]  ~ 

The  Christian  Wavjave. 
o  1   CI T AND  up,  my  soul,  snake  off  thy  fears, 
O  And  gird  the  gospel  armour  on; 

March  to  the  gates  of  endless  joy. 

Where  thy  great  Captain  Sa\  iour's  gone. 
— 3   Hell  and  thy  sins  resist  thy  course; 
o  But  hell  and  sin  are  Vanquished  foes: 
o  Thy  Jesus  naiTd  them  to  the  cross, 

And  sung  the  triumph — when  he  rose. 
e  3  (What  tho*  the  prince  of  darkness  rage, 

And  waste  the  fury  of  his  spite? 
d  Eternal  chains  confine  him  down 

To  fiery  deeps  and  endless  night. 
e  4  What  tho*  tnine  inward  lusts  rebel? 

'Tis  but  a  struggling  gasp  for  life; 
—The  weapons  of  victorious  grace 

Shall  slav  thy  sins  and  end  the  strife.) 
c  .5  Then  let  my  soul  march  boldly  on, 

Press  forward  to  the  hcav'nly  gate; 
o  There  peace  and  joy  eternal  reign, 

And  gliu'ring  robes  for  conqu'rors  wait. 
s  6  There  shall  I  wear  a  starry  crown, 

An  i   riumph  in  almig  lty  grace; 

While  all  the  armies  of  the  skies 

Join  in  my  glorious  Leader's  praise. 

HYMN   73.     CM.       [*]  * 

Redemption  by  OanisT. 

1  [  IITHI^N  the  tirst  parents  Of  our  race 

?T    Rebelled  against  their  God, 
And  the  infection  of  t  leir  sin 

II  id  tainted  ail  our  bio  .<!.— 

Infinite  pity  touch  M  the  he  in 

Of  the  eternal 
■  sc  oding  fi 

He  I 


>86 HYMN  79. Book  IF. 

3  Aside  the  Prince  of  glory  tiirew 
His  most  divine  array; 

And  wrapp'd  his  Godhead  in  a  veil 
Of  our  inferior  clay. 

4  His  living  pow'r,  and  dying  lore, 
Redeem'd  unhappy  men! 

And  rais'd  the  ruins  of  our  race, 
To  life  and  God  again. 

5  To  thee,  dear  Lord,  our  flesh  and  soul 
We  joy  fully  resign; 

Blest  lesus  take  us  lor  thy  own, — 
For  we  are  doubly  thine. 

6  Thine  honour  shall  forever  be 
The  bus'ness  of  our  days; 

Forever  shall  our  thankful  tongues 
Speak  thy  deserved  praise.] 

"HYMN  79.     C.  M.     Sunday.     Christmas.      [*J 

Praise  to  the  Redeemer. 
P  1  TJIAJNG'D  in  a  gulf  cf  dark  despair, 
JL      We  wretched  sinners  lay — 
Without  one  cheerful  beam  of  hope, 
Or  spark  of  glim  no' ring  day! 
a  2  With  pitying  eyes  the  Prince  of  grace 

Beheld  our  helpless  grief; 
o  He  saw — and  (O  amazing  love!) 
He  ran  to  our  relief. 
3  Down  from  the  shining  seats  above. 
With  joyful  haste  he  lied; 
e  Enter'd  the  grave  in  mortal  flesh, 

And  dwelt  among  the  dead. 
o  4  He  spoil'd  the  powVs  of  darkness  thus, 
Anrl  biMke  oar  iron  eh  i:ns; 
Jesus  has  freed  our  captive  souls, 
From  everlasting  pains. 
— 5    [In  vain,  the  baffled  prince  of  hell 
His  cursed  projects  tries; 
We  who  were  doom'd  his  endless  slam 
Are  rais'd  above  the  skies.] 
s  6  Oh,  for  this  love  let  rocks  and  hills* 
Their  lasting  silence  break; 
And  all  harmonious  human  tongue.- 
Tlie  Saviour's  praises  speak. 


BookH.  IIYM\  80,  81.  S8T 

c  7  (Yes*  we  will  pr  i  dearest  Lord, 

—    Oar  souls  are  all  on  flame; 

o  Hosabna  round  the  spacious  earth 

To  thine  adored  name.) 
ti  8  Angels,  assist  our  mighty  joys, 

Strike  all  your  harps  of  gold; 
— But  when  you  raise  your  highest  notes, 

His  love  can  ne'er  he  told. 

HYMN  80.    S.  U:    Dover,     [*] 

God's  awful  Poirev  and  Goodness. 

1  [J  kii!  the  almighty  Lord, 

\J     How  matchless  is  his  pow'r! 
Tremble,  O  earth,  beneath  his  word, — 
While  all  the  iieav'us  adore. 

2  Let  proud  imperious  kings 
Bow  low  before  his  throne: 

Crouch  to  his  feet,  ye  haughty  things, 
Or  he  shall  tread  you  down. 

3  Above  the  skies  he  reigns; 
And,  with  amazing  blows, 

He  deals  insufferable  pains, 
On  his  rebellious  foes. 

4  Yet,  everlasting  God, 

We  love  to  speak  thy  praise; 
Thy  sceptre's  equal  to  thy  rodj 
The  sceptre  of  thy  grace. 

5  The  arms  of  mighty  love 
Defend  our  Zion  well: 

Andheav'nly  mercy  walls  us  round, 
From  Babylon  and  hell. 

6  Salvation  to  the  King, 
Who  sits  enthroned  above: 

Thus  we  adore  the  God  of  might, 
And  bless  the  God  of  lovej 

~~  HYM N  <vl.     CM.       ~\     ' 

Oirr  Sin  the  Cause  o/"  (Jurist's  Death. 
1  |    A  ND  now  the  scales  have  left  mine  eyes 

j\.     Now  I  begin  to  see; 
O  the  cursM  d<  <  da  my  sins  have  done! 
What  murd'rous  things  they  be! 
Were  these  the  traitors,  dearest  Lord, 
That  thy  fair  body  tote* 


388 HYMN  82,  83.  Book  IT. 

Monsters — that  stain'd  those  heav'nly  limbs 
With  floods  of  purple  gore? 

3  Was  it  for  crimes  that  I  had  done, 
Mv  dearest  Lord  was  slain, — 

When  justice  seiz'd  God's  only  Son, 
And  put  his  soul  to  pain? 

4  Forgive  my  guilt,  O  Prince  of  Peace, 
I'll  wound  mv  God  no  mure: 

Hence  from  my  heart,  ye  sins,  be  gone, 
For  Jesus  I  adore, 

5  Furnish  me.  Lord  with  heav'nly  arms, 
From  grace's  magazine; 

And  I'll  proclaim  eternal  war, 
With  ev'ry  darling  sin.] 

HYMN  82.  C,  M      Mear.      [*]  "" 

Triumph  over  Spiritual  Enemies. 

1  k  RISE,  my  soul,  my  joyful  pow'rs, 
J\-    And  triumph  in  my  God; 

Awake,  my  voice,  and  loud  proclaim 
His  glorious  grace  abroad. 

2  He  rais'd  me  from  the  deeps  of  sin, 
The  gates  of  gaping  hell; 

And  fix'd  rny  standing  more  secure, 

Than  'twas  before  I  fell. 
S  The  arms  of  everlasting  love, 

Beneath  my  soul  he  plac'd; 
And  on  the  rock  of  ages  set 

My  slipp'ry  footsteps  fast. 

4  The  city  of  my  blest  abode 
Is  wash'd  around  with  grace; 

Salvation  for  a  bulwark  stands, 
To  shield  the  sacred  place. 

5  Satan  may  vent  his  sharpest  spite, 
And  all  his  legions  mar; 

Almighty  mercy  guards  my  life, 
And  bounds  his  raging  pow'r. 

6  Arise,  my  soul,  awake,  my  voice, 
And  tunes  of  pleasure  sing; 

Loud  hallelujahs  shall  address 
Mv  Saviour  and  my -King. 

HYMN   83.     C  M.     Mrar.  [*] 
The  Passion  and  Exaltation  of  Christ, 
j  [fTpIiUS  saith  the  Ruler  of  die  skies, 
JL   Awake  my  dreadful  mvord: 


Took  IL  HYMN  84.  _^      f>sy 

■  ith,  and  smite  the  than, 
My  Fellow,  saith  the  Lord. 

—  2  Vengeance  recciv'd  the  dread  command, 

And  armed  down  she  flies; 
e  Jesns  submits  t?  his  Father's  hand> 
a       And  bows  his  hea  1 — and  dies. 
o  3  But,  oh!  the  wisdom  and  the  grate, 

That  join  with  vengeance  now! 
e  He  dies  to  save  our  guilty  race; 

And  yet  he  rises  too. 

—  4  A  person  so  Divine  was  he, 

Who  yielded  to  be  slain. 
That  he  could  give  his  soul  away, 
And  take  his  life  again, 
i  ,ive,  glorious  Lord,  and  reign  on  high, 
Let  cv'ry  nation  sing; 
g  And  angels  sound,  with  endlessjoy, 
The  Saviour  and  the  King.] 

"liYMN  84.    S.  ~\\~.     Watchman.  [*] 

Tlic  Passion  and  JZxaltation  o/"  Christ. 
1   rfMOME,  all  harmonious  tongues, 
V^Your  noblest  music  bring; 
'Tis  Christ,  the  everlasting  God, 
And  Christ,  the  man,  we  sing. 
Tell  how  he  took,  our  flesh, 
To  take  away  our  guilt' 
Sing  the  dear  drops  of  sacred  bio- 
That  hellish  monsters  spilt. 
b       3   [Alas  the  cruel  spear 
Went  deep  into  his  side, 
And  the  rich  flood  of  purple  gore 
The  murderous  weapons  dy'd. 
4     The  waves  of  swelling  grief 
Did  o'er  his  bosom  roll; 
And  mountains  of  Almighty  wrath 
Lay  heavy  on  his  soul.] 

•  n  to  the  shadt  s  oi  di 
He  i)ov.  'd  his  awful  h 
o  Vet  he  arose  to  live,  and  reign, 
When  death  itself  is  dead, 

—  6  No  more  the  bloody  spear. 

The  cross  and  nans  no  more; 
d  For  hell  itself  shakes  at  his  name, 
And  all  the  heav'ns  adore. 
•^3 


390 IIYMX  85,  86.  Book  II. 

—     7  There  the  Redeemer  sits. 

High  on  the  Father's  throne; 
c  The  Father  lays  his  vengeance  by, 

And  smiles  upon  his  Son. 
g       8  There  his  full  glories  shine, 

With  uncreated  rays; 
And  bless  his  saints  and  angels  eyes 

To  everlasting  days. 

HYMN  85.    C.  M.     Canterbury*     6Y.  Ann's.  [*] 

Sufficiency  of  Par  doff* 
c  1  "VM7HY  does  your  face,  ye  humble  souls* 
▼  ▼    Those  mournful  colours  wear? 
What  doubts  are  these  that  waste  your  faith, 
And  nourish  your  despair? 
-2  What  tho'your  num'rous  sins  exceed 
The  stars  that  fill  the  skies— 
And  aiming  at  th'  eternal  throne, 
Like  pointed  mountains  rise? 

3  What  tho'  your  mighty  guilt  beyond 

The  wide  creation  swell; 
And  has  its  curst  foundations  laid, 
Low  as  the  deeps  of  hell? — 
e  4  See  here  an  endless  ocean  flows, 
Of  never- failing  grace; 
Behold  a  dying  Saviour's  veins 
The  sacred  flood  increase, 
o  5  It  rises  high,  and  drowns  the  hills, 

Has  neither  shore  nor  bound; 
— Now  if  we  search  to  find  our  sins, 

Our  sins  can  ne'er  be  found. 
o  6  Awake,  our  hearts,  adore  the  grace, 
That  buries  all  our  faults; 
And  pard'ning  blood,  that  shells  above 
Our  follies  anr!  our  thoughts. 

HYMN  86.     C.  M.      China,     [b] 
Freedom  from  Sin  and  Misery,  in  Hetvuen. 
p  1    ttf  ^^**  hms>  alas!  how  strong  they  be.' 
\J  And  like  a  violent  sea, 
They  break  our  duty,  Lord,  to  thee, 
And  h  u  r  r y  u  s  a  w  ayf 
d  2  The  waves  of  trouble,  how  they  rise 
How  loud  the  tempests  ro*r! 


Book  II.  HYMN  87,  88.  S9t 

c  But  death  shall  land  our  weary  souls, 
Safe  00  the  heav'nly  shore. 
3  There,  to  fulfil  his  sweet  commands, 

Our  speedy  feet  shall  move: 
No  sin  shall  clog  our  winged  zeal, 
Or  cool  our  burning  love, 
o  4  There  shall  we  sit,  and  sing  and  tell 
The  wonders  of  his  grace; 
Till  heav'nly  raptures  fire  our  hearts, 
And  smile  in  ev'ry  face. 
— 5  Forever  his  dear  sacred  name 

Shall  dwell  upon  our  tongue; 
o  And  Jesus  and  salvation  be 
The  chv*e  of  ev'ry  song.] 


HYMN   H7      C.   M.     Arundel.     Bedford.  [*J 

The  Divine  Glories  above  our  Reason. 
e  1  TTOVV  wondrous  great,  how  glorious  bright, 

II  Must  our  Creator  be — 
Who  dwells  amidst  the  dazzling  light 

Of  vast  infinity. 
— 2  Our  soaring  spirits  upward  rise, 

Tow'rdthe  celestial  throne: 
t  Fain  would  we  see  the  blessed  Three, 

And  the  almighty  One. 
— 3  Our  reason  stretches  all  its  wings, 

And  climbs  above  the  skies; 
e  But  still  how  far  beneath  thy  feet, 

Our  grov  Ting  reason  lies! 
a  4  Lord,  here  we  bend  our  humble  soulss 

And  awfully  adore: 
For  the  weak  pinions  of  our  mind, 

Can  si  retch  a  thought  DD4raore. 
go  Thy  glories  infinitely  rise 

Above  otir  Ub'ring  tongue; 
In  vain  the  hi^hestseraph  ti. 

To  form  an  equal  sc  ult. 
e  G   In  humble  notes  our  faith  adores 

•  great  (Mysterious  King; 
9  While  angels  strain  their  nobler  pow'iv 

And  sweep  tlf  immortal  stru 

HYMN  6b.    CM.     woxology.    Devizes. 
N    '  ation. 


•s 


VIA' ATION1  O  the  joyful  *ound! 
'  H  •  pleasure  to  our  ears; 


S92  HYMN  89,  90.  Book  II. 

A  sovereign  balm  for  ev'ry  wound, 

A  cordial  for  our  fears. 
e  2  Bury'd  in  sorrow  and  in  sin, 

At  hell's  dark  door  we  lay; — 
o  But  we  arise,  by  grace  Divine, 

To  see  a  heav'nly  day. 
s  3  Salvation!  let  the  echo  fly 

The  spacious  earth  around; 
g  While  all  the  armies  of  the  sky 

Conspire  to  raise  the  sound. 

HYMN   89.     C.  M.     Mear.  [*] 
Christ's  Victory  over  Satan. 
1  "1JOSANNA  to  our  conqu'ring  King! 

JIX  The  prince  of  darkness  flies: 
His  troops  rush  headlong  down  to  hell, 
Like  lightning  from  the  skies, 
e  2  There,  bound  in  chains,  the  lions  roar3 

And  fright  the  rescu'd  sheep; 
— But  heavy  bars  confine  their  pow'r 

And  malice  to  the  deep, 
o  3  Hosanna  to  our  conqu'ring  King; 
All  hail,  incarnate  Love! 
Ten  thousand  songs  and  glories  wait, 
To  crown  thy  head  above. 
s  4  Thy  vict'ries  and  thy  deathless  fame, 
Through  the  wide  world  shall  run; 
And  everlasting  ages  sing 
The  triumphs  thou  hast  won. 

HYMN  90.     C   M.     Colchester.       [*] 
Pardon  and  Solidification  in  Chutst. 
€  1  Tl  OW  sad  our  state  by  nature  is 

11  Our  sin,  how  deep,  it  stains! 
e  And  Satan  binds  our  captive  minds, 

Fast  in  his  slavish  chains. 
o  2  But  there's  a  voice  of  sov'reign  grace, 

Sounds  from  the  sacred  word; 
d  "Ho!  ye  despairing  sinners,  come, 

"And  trust  upon  the  Lord." 
o  3  My  soul  obeys  th'  almighty  call, 

And  runs  to  this  relief; 
— I  would  believe  thy  promise,  Lord; 

Oh!  help  my  unbelief. 


« 


Hook  If.  HYMN  01.  fl93 

4  [To  the  dear  fountain  of  thy  blood, 

Incarnate  God,  I  fly; 
Here  let  me  wash  my  spotted  soul 
From  crimes  of  deepest  dj  e. 
— 5  Stretch  out  thine  arm,  victorious  King, 
My  reigning;  sins  subdue; 
Drive  the  old  Dragon  from  his  seat, 
With  all  his  hellish  crew.] 
p  6  A  guilty,  weak,  and  helpless  worm, 

On  thy  kind  arms  I  fall: 
— Re  thou  my  strength  and  righteousness, 
Mv  Jesus,  and  my  All. 

HYMN  91.     C  M.     H«wn2->J.     St.J?i?i9s.     [*] 
The  Glory  of  Christ  in  Heaven, 

1  |~|H,  the  delights,  the  heav'nly  joys, 
\J  The  glories  of  the  place, 

Where  Jesus  sheds  the  brightest  beams 
Of  his  o'erfiowing  grace! 

2  Sweet  majesty  and  awful  love, 
Sit  smiling  on  his  brow; 

And  all  the  glorious  ranks  above, 
At  humble  distance  bow. 

3  [Princes  to  his  imperial  name 
Hend  their  bright  sceptres  down; 

Dominions,  thrones,  and  pow'rs  rejoice 
To  see  him  wear  the  crown. 

4  Archangels  sound  his  lofty  praise, 
Through  cv'ry  heav'nly  street; 

And  lay  their  highest  honours  down, 

Submissive  at  his  feet.] 
t  5  Those  soft,  those  Messed  feet  of  his, 

That  once  rude  iron  tore — 
o  High  on  a  throne  of  light  they  stand, 

And  all  the  saints  adore. 
e  6  His  head,  the  dear  majestic  head, 

That  cruel  thorns  did  wound  — 
o  See — what  immortal  glories  shine, 

And  circle  it  around! 
—7  This  is  the  Man,  th'  exalted  Man, 

Whom  we  unseen,  adore; 
But  when  our  eyes  behold  his  W.cv 

Our  hearts  shall  Love  him  more. 


594  HYMN  92.  Book  IF. 

—  -  ■   -  ■*  - 

8  [Lord,  how  our  souls  arc  all  on  fire, 
To  see  thy  bless'd  abode; 

Our  t  rogues  rejoice  in  tunes  of  praise, 
To  our  incarnate  God.] 

9  And  while  our  faith  enjoys  this  sight, 
We  long  to  kave  our  clay; 

And  wish  thy  fiery  chariots,  Lord, 
To  fetch  our  souls  away. 
"~  HYMN  92.    C.  M.     [*]  " 

The  Church  saved,  and  Iter  Enemies  disappointed. 

1  [  DHOUT  to  the  Lord,  and  let  our  joys 

O  Through  the  whole  nation  run; 
Ye  western  skies,  resound  the  noise 
Beyond  the  rising  sun. 

2  Thee,  mighty  God,  our  souls  admire, 
Thee  ou    g>ad  voices  sing; 

And  join  with  the  celestial  choir, 
To  praise  tV  eternal  King. 

3  Thy  pow'r  the  whole  creation  rules, 
And,  on  the  starry  skies, 

Sits  smiling  at  the  weak  designs, 
Thine  envious  foes  devise. 

4  Thy  scorn  derides  their  feeble  rage, 
And  with  an  awful  frown, 

Flings  vast  confusion  on  their  p1ots, 
And    hakes  their  Babel  down. 

5  (Their  secret  nres  in  caverns  lay. 
And  we  the  sacrifice; 

But  gloomy  caverns  strove  in  vain, 
To  'scape  all-searching  eyes. 

6  Their  dark  designs  were  all  reveal'd, 
Their  treasons  all  betray 'd; 

Praise  to  the  Lord,  that  broke  the  snare 
Their  cursed  hands  had  laid.] 

7  In  vain  the  busy  s-  ns  of  heil 
Still  new  rebellions  try: 

Their  souls  shall  pine  with  envious  rage, 

And  vex  away  and  die. 
S,  Almighty  grace  defends  our  land, 

From  their  malicious  power; 
Then  let  us,  with  united  songs, 

Almighty  grace  adore.] 


5ook  fl.  HYMN  93,  94. 

HYMN  93.    S.  M.    Bingham,  JYeiuton.     [*] 

(401)  all  and  in  alL     Psalm  lxxii,  l25. 

1  A<|V  God,  roy  Life,  oi)  Love, 

lvl  To  thee,  to  thee  I  call; 

I  cannot  live,  if  th.  u  remove, 
For  thou  art  all  in  all. 

2  Thy  shining  grace  can  cheer 
This  dungeon  where  I  dwell; 

'Tis  paradise,  when  thou  art  here; 
If  thou  depart,  'tis  hell. 

3  [The  smilings  of  thy  face, 
How  amiable  they  are! 

'Tis  heav'n  to  rest  in  thine  embrace; 
And  no  where  else  but  there. 

4  To  thee,  and  thee  alone, 
The  angels  owe  their  bliss; 

They  sit  around  thy  gracious  throne, 
And  dwell  where  Jesus  is.] 

5  Not  all  the  harps  above 
Can  make  a  heav'nly  place; 

If  God  his  residence  remove, 
Or  but  conceal  his  face. 

6  Nor  earth,  nor  all  the  sky, 
Can  one  delight  afford; 

No  not  a  drop  of  real  joy, 

Without  thy  presence,  Lord. 

7  Thou  art  the  sea  of  love, 
Where  all  any  pleasures  roll; 

The  circle  where  my  passions  move* 
And  centre  of  my  soul. 

8  [To  thee  my  spirits  fly, 
With  infinite  d< 

And  yet,  how  far  from  thee  T  lie! 
Dear  Jesus,  raise  me  higher.] 

HYMN  94.    C.  M.     St.  Ann'*.  Abridge.    [*] 

Gov  mg  only  Happfnea.    IV  IzxiK,  25. 
1  "\/|Y  God,  my  portion,  and  my  love. 

It!  My  everlasting  All, 
I've  none  but  thee  in  heav'n  above. 

Or  on  this  earthly  ball. 
I  What  empfr  thir  \At>*[ 

And  this 


396  HYMN  95.  Book  II. 


> 


There's  nothing  here  deserves  my  joys, 
There's  nothing  like  my  God. 

3  [In  vain  the  bright,  the  burning  sun 
Scatters  his  feeble  light: 

'Tis  thy  sweet  beams  create  my  noon; 
If  thou  withdraw,  'tis  night. 

4  And  whilst  upon  my  restless  bed, 
Amongst  the  shades  I  roll; 

If  my  Redeemer  shews  his  head, 
'Tis  morning  to  my  soul.] 

5  To  thee  we  owe  our  wealth  and  friends. 
And  health  and  safe  abode; 

Thanks  to  thy  Name  for  meaner  things, 
But  they  are  not  my  God. 

6  How  vain  a  toy  is  glittering  wealth, 
If  once  compar'd  to  theef 

Or  what's  my  safety  or  my  health. 
Or  all  my  friends  to  me? 

7  Were  I  possessor  of  the  earth, 
And  call'd  the  stars  my  own; 

Without  thy  graces  and  Thyself, 
I  were  a  wretch  undone. 

8  Let  others  stretch  their  arms  like  seas, 
And  grasp  in  all  the  shore; 

Grant  me  the  visits  of  thy  face, 
And  I  desire  no  more 

HYMN  95.     C.  vl.     Bishofbsgate.     [oT 

Looking1  on  Him  whom  we  pierced. 
p  1  TNFINITii  grid!  amazing  woe! — 

$L  Behold  my  bleeding  Lord! — 
— Hell  and  the  Jews  conspir'd  his  death. 

And  us'd  the  Roman  sword, 
p  2  Oh,  the  sharp  pangs  of  smarting  pain, 

My  dear  Redeemer  bore — 
When  knotty  whips,  and  ragged  thorns. 

His  sacred  body  tore. 
— 3  But  knotty  whips,  and  ragged  thorns, 

In  vain  do  I  accuse; 
In  vain  I  blame  the  Roman  b  mds, 

And  the  more  spiteful  Jews. 
e.  4  'Twere  you,  my  sins,  my  cruel 

His  chief  tormenters  were; 


Book  II.  HYMN  96.  97 


Each  of  my  Crimea  became  a  nail, 
And  unbelief  a  spear. 

5  ' Twere  yon  that  pull'd  the  vengeance  down. 
Upon  his  guiltless  b 

Break,  break,  my  heart,  oh  burst  mine  eyes, 
And  let  my  sorrows  bleed. 

6  Strike,  mighty  grace,  my  flinty  soul, 
'Till  melting  waters  flow! 

And  deep  repentance  drown  mine  eyes, 
In  undissembled  woe. 

"Tl  VAIN  V'6.     CM.     Islr-jf  Wight,    [b*] 
Anzth  punished,  urtti  .Man  saved. 

1  TkOW'N  headlong  from  their  native  skies, 
\f  The  rebel  angels  fell; 

And  thunder- bolts  vi  flaming  wrath 
Pnrsu'd  them  deep  to  hel) 

2  Down  from  the  top  of  earthly  bliss, 
Rebellious  man  was  hurl'd; 

And  Jesus  stoop'd  beneath  the  grave, 
To  reach  a  sinking  world. 
i  3  Oh,  love  of  infinite  degree! 
Unmeasurable  grace! 
Must  beavVf  eternal  Darling  die. 
To  save  a  trait'rous  race? 
)  4  Must  angels  sink  for  ever  down, 

burn  in  quenchless  fire — 
—While  God  forsakes  his  shining  throne, 
To  raise  us  wretches  higher. 
5  Oh,  for  this  love,  let  earth  and  skies 

With  hallelujahs  r  ng; 
And  the  lull  choir  of  human  tongues 
All  hallelujahs  sing. 


IN  97.     L.M.     Ptalm  97 <h.     [b~] 

The  Same. 

e  1  T^KOM  heav'n  the  sinning  angels  fell, 

a      I    And  wrath  and  darkness  chain'd  them  down: 

e  But  man,  vile  man,  forsook  his  bliss—. 

o   And  mercy  lifts  h  m  to 

rkoi   lov'reign  grace, 
Id  distinguish  i 
e  Our  guilty  treason  call'd  a] 
For  everlas  ing  fetters  too. 
34 


598  HYMN  98,  99.  Bonk  IF. 

o  3  To  thee,  to  thee,  almighty  Love, 
Our  souls,  ourselves,  our  all  we  pay; 

s  Millions  of  tongues  shall  sound  thy  praise, 
On  the  bright  hills  of  heav'nly  day. 

HYMN    98      (      M.       1  rind  tor       Wantage,     [b] 
tfardneat  of  Heart  complained  of 

1  "\/f  Y  heart  how  dreadful  hard  it  is'- 
i-Ti  How  heavy  here  it  lies! 

Heavy  and  cold  within  my  breast, 
Just  like  a  rock  of  ice! 

2  Sin,  like  a  raging  tyrant,  sits 
Upon  this  flinty  throne; 

And  ev'ry  grace  lies  bury'd  deep. 
Beneath  this  heart  of  stone. 

3  How  seldom  do  I  rise  to  God, 
Or  triste  the  joys  above? 

This  mountain  presses  down  my  faith. 
And  chills  my  flaming  love. 

4  When  smiling  mercy  courts  my  soul. 
With  all  its  heav'nly  charms; 

This  stubborn,  this  relentless  thing, 

Would  thrust  it  from  my  arms. 
§  Against  the  thunders  of  thy  word, 

Rebellious  I  have  stood; 
My  heart — it  shakes  no;  at  the  wrath, 

And  tcrr  urs,  cf  a  God. 
6  Dear  Saviour,  steep  this  rock  of  mine. 

In  thine  own  crimson  sea! 
None  but  a  bath  of  blood  divine, 

Can  melt  the.  flint  away. 

HYMN  99.     C.M.     [b*] 
The  Book  of  God's  Decrees. 
p  1  [T  ET  the  whole  race  of  creatures  lie, 

.I  A  Abas'd  before  their  God: 
— Whate'er  his  sov'reign  voice  has  fcrm'd, 

He  governs  with  a  nod. 
e  2  (Ten  thousand  ages  ere  the  skies 
Were  into  motion  brought, — 
All  the  long  years  and  worlds  to  come 
Stood  present  to  his  thought. 
— 3  There's  not  a  sparrow,  nor  a  worm. 
But's  found  in  his  decrees; 


Book  H,  HYMN  100. 

o  He  raises  nion  irchs  to  their  thrones, 

c       And  sinks  them  as  be 

o  4  If  light  attends  to  I  run, 

'Tis  lie  provides  tl 
e  And  'tis  his  hand  that  sun, 

If  darkness  cloud: 
— 5  Yet  I  could  not  be  much  concern'd, 

Nor  vainly  long  to  - 
The  voluj  decrees, 

What  months  are  writ  for  me. 
e  G  When  he  reveals  the  hook  of  life, 

Oh,  ti  name 

u  Km  |  His  1  ve, 

Th-  folTwers  of  the  1.  imb  ] 

HYMN   10u.     i<.  At.     [5]  ~~ 

of  Christ  the  Lije  of  my  Soul. 

1  [l_jl'-)  >'*'  fwll  of  anguish  is  tl  e  thought, — 

1JL  flow  it  distracts  and  te  rs  my  heart, — 
If  God  at  last,  my  sov'reign  Judge, 
Should  frown,  and  bid  my  soul—  depart! 

2  Lord,  when  l  quit  this  earthly  stage, 
Where  shall  I  fiy — but  to  thy  breast? 
For  1  haye  sought  no  other  home: 

For  I  h  ive  U  arnt  no  other  nst. 

3  I  cannot  live  contented  here, 
Without  some  glimpses  oft  ly  face; 
And  heav'n,  without  thy  presence  there, 
Will  be  a  dark  and  tiresome  place. 

4  When  earthly  cares  engross  the  day. 
And  hold  my  thoughts  aside  from  thee, 
The  shining  hours  of  cheerful  light, 
Are  long  and  tedious  years  to  me. 

\..d  if  n  >  evening  visit's  paid 
Between  my  Saviour  and  my  soul, 
How  dull  the  night!  ho-v  sad  the  shade] 
mournfully  the  minutes  roll! 

6  This  flesh  of  mine  might  learn  as  soon 
To  live,  yet  part  with  all  my  Wo 

To  breathe,  when  vital  ail 

Or  thrive  and  grow  without  my  food. 

7  Christ  is  my  light,  my  life,  my  c 
M\  blessed  hope,  my  heav'nly  pri 
Dearer  than  all  roj  passions  are, 


400  HYMN  101,  102.         Book  II. 

8  The  strings  that  twine  about  my  heart, 
Tortures  and  racks  may  tear  them  off; 
But  they  can  never,  never  part 

With  their  dear  hold  of  Christ,  my  Love.) 

9  (My  God — and  can  a  humble  child, 
Who  loves  thee  with  a  flame  so  high, 
Be  ever  from  thy  face  exiPd, 
Without  the  pity  of  thine  eye? 

10  Impossible! — For  thine  own  hands 
Have  ty'd  my  heart  so  fast  to  thee; 
And  in  thy  book  the  promise  stands, 
That  where  thou  art,  thy  friends  must  be.] 

HYMN  101.     CM.     [*]  " 

The  World's  three  chief  Temptations. 

1  [\iyHEN  in  the  light  of  faith  divine, 

T  f     We  look  on  thing9  below, — 
Honour,  and  gold,  and  sensual  joy, 
How  vain  and  dangerous  too? 

2  (Honour's  a  puff  of  noisy  breath; 
Yet  men  expose  their  blood, 

And  venture  everlasting  death, 
To  gain  that  airy  good. 

3  While  others  starve  the  nobler  mind, 
And  feed  on  shining  dust; 

They  rob  the  serpent  of  his  food, 
T'  indulge  a  sordid  lust.) 

4  The  pleasures  that  allure  our  sense 
Are  dang'rous  snares  to  souls; 

There's  but  a  drop  of  flatt'ring  sweet, 
And  dash'd  with  bitter  bowls. 

5  God  is  mine  all-sufficient  good, 
My  portion  and  my  choice; 

In  him  my  vast  desires  are  fill'd, 
And  all  my  pow'rs  rejoice. 

6  In  vain  the  world  accosts  my  ear, 
And  tempts  my  heart  anew; 

I  cannot  buy  your  bliss  so  dear, 
Nor  part  with  heav'n  for  you.] 


'N 


HYMN  102.     L.  M.     Armley.     [b*] 

A  Happy  Resurrection. 
^O,  I'll  repine  at  death  no  more, 
But  with  a  cheerful  gasp  resign, 


Book  II.  HYMN  10$.  401 

To  the  cold  dungeon  of  the  grave, 
Ij  ing,  with'rmg  limbs  of  n 
•t  worms  devour  my  wasting  E 
And  crumble  all  my  bones  to  dust: — 
o  M    God  shall  raise  my  frame  anew, 

At  the  revival  of  the  just. 
j  3  Break,  sacred  morning,  through  the  skies, 
— Bring  that  lelightful — dreadful  daj ; 
0  Cut  short  the  hours,  dear  Lord,  and  come; 
e  Thy  Ling'ring  wheels — how  long  they  sta\ ! 
lur  wearied  spirits  faint  to  see 
:  light  of  thy  returning  face; 
\nd  hear  the  laugu  ige  oi  those  lips, 
Where  God  has  shed  his  richest  grace. 

i  Taste  then  upon  the  wings  of  love, 
Rouse  all  the  pious  sleeping  clay; 
That  we  may  join  in  heav'nly  joys. 
And  sing  tae  ti  iumphs  of 

"HYMN  103      C   M.     67."  -/W.v.     \J]  " 

Christ  s  Commission.     John  iii,  1G,  17. 
1   [i"lOMK,  happ    souls,  approach  your  God, 

\J  With  new  melodious  songs; 
Come,  tender  to  Almighty  grace 
The  tributes  of  your  tongues. 
So  strange,  so  boundless  was  the  love, 
t  pit]  'd  dying  men, 
The  Father  sent  his  equal  Son, 
To  give  them  life  again. 
— 3  Thy  hands,  dear  Jesus,  were  not  arm'd 
With  a  revenging  rod; 
No  hard  commission  to  perform 
The  vengeai  ce  of  a  I 
e  4  hut  all  was  mercy,  all  was  mild, 

And  wrath  forsook  the  throne, 
0  Win  n  Christ  on  the  kind  errand  came, 
And  brought  salvation  B 

:  ,  you  ma)  heal  your  w< 
And  wipe  <tws  dry; 

ust  in  the  n 

r  die. 
'•  6  S^e,  d<  d,  our  will 

Accept  thine 


402  HYMN  104,  105.  Book  IF. 

o  We  bless  the  great  Redeemer's  love, 

o       A: id  give  the  Father  praise.] 

HYMN  104.    S.  M.    Peck  ham.     [*] 

Christ's  Mediation. 
1  TJAISE  your  triumphant  songs 
-IX  To  an  immortal  tune; 
o  Let  the  wide  earth  resound  the  deeds, 
Celestial  grace  has  done. 

o       2  Sing  how  Eternal  Love 
Its  chief  Beloved  chose; 
And  bid  him  raise  our  ruin'd  race, 
From  their  abyss  of  woes. 

—  3  His  hand  no  thunder  bears, 

No  terrour  clothes  his  brow; 
No  bolts  to  drive  our  guilty  souls 

To  fiercer  flames  below. 
c      4  'Twas  mercy  fill'd  the  throne, 

And  wrath  stood  silent  by — 
When  Christ  was  sent  with  pardons  down, 

To  rebels  doom'd  to  die. 
o       5  Now,  sinners,  dry  your  tears, 

Let  hopeless  sorrow  cease; 
d  Bow  to  the  sceptre  of  his  love, 

And  take  the  offer'd  peace. 
c      6  Lord,  we  obey  thy  call; 

—  We  lay  an  humble  claim 

To  the  salvation  thou  hast  brought; 
o  And  love  and  praise  thy  name. 

HYMN  105.     C.  VI.     Reading,     [b] 
Repentance  flowing  from  Divine  Patience. 
el     A  ND  are  we  wretches  yet  alive! 

.Tjl  And  do  we  yet  rebel! 
e  'Tis  boundless — 'tis  amazing  love, — 
That  bears  us  up  from  hell! 
2  The  burden  of  our  weighty  guilt, 

Would  sink  us  down  to  flames; 
And  threat'ning  vengeance  rolls  above, 
To  crush  our  feeble  frames. 
d  3   Almighty  goodness  cries — Forbear! 

And  strait  the  thunder  stays: 
t  And  dare  we  now  provoke  his  wrath, 
And  weary  out  his  grace? 


Book  IF.        HYMN  106,  ior. 

p  4  Lord,  wc  have  long  abus'd  thy  love, 
Too  long  indulg'd  our  sin; 
Our  aching  hearts  e'en  bleed  to  see 
What  rebels  we  have  been. 
o  5  No  more,  ye  lusts,  shall  ye  command, 
No  mure  will  we  obey; 
Stretch  out,  O  God,  thy  conq'ring  hand, 
And  drive  thy  foes  away. 

HYMN  106.     CM.     Ixle  of  Wight,   liantrrjr.    [b] 

Repentance  at  the  Croww. 
p  1  f~lH,  if  my  sonl  was  form'd  for  woe, 
v"  How  would  I  vent  my  sighs! 
Repentance  should  like  rivers  flow, 

From  both  my  streaming  eyes. 
2  'Twas  for  my  sins,  my  dearest  Lord, 

Hung  on  the  cursed  tree, — 
And  groan'd  away  a  dying  life, 
For  thee,  my  soul,  for  thee. 
— 3  Ok,  how  I  hate  these  lusts  of  mine, 
That  crucifv'd  my  God; 
Those  sins,  that  picre'd  and  nail'd  his  flesh, 
Fast  to  the  fatal  wood. 
d  4  Yes.  my  Redeemer,  they  shall  die, 
My  heart  has  so  decreed; 
Nor  wiil  I  spare  the  guilty  things, 
That  made  my  Saviour  bleed. 
e  5  Whilst  with  a  melting,  broken  heart, 

My  murder 'd  Lord  I  view, 
o  I'll  raise  revenge  against  my  sins, 
And  slay  the   murd'rers  too. 

HYMN  107.    CM.     Windsor.  [*] 
Kt '  •    .  tin     .  Ibaenot  of  (-ion  in\  -    i 
i  FTTH  AT  awful  day  will  surely  come, 

JL    Th1  appointed  hour  makes  liast 
When  1  must  stand  before  my  Judge, 
And  pass  the  solemn  test. 
Thou  Lovely  Chief  of  all  my  jays, 
Thou  Sov'rcign  of  my  heart. 
How  could  I  bear  to  hear  thy  \ 
d      Pronounce  the  sound, 
e  3  The  thunder  of  that  i 

Y>  ould  ^o  tonne  nt  ai)  *~ 


404 HYMN  108.  Book  II. 

a  'T would  tear  my  soul  asunder,  Lord, 

With  most  tormenting  fear. 
p  4  What — to  be  banish'd  for  my  life, 

And  yet  forbid  to  die! 
To  linger  in  eternal  pain, 

Yet  death  for  ever  fly! 
a  5  Oh,  wretched  state  of  deep  despair, 

To  see  my  God  remove — 
And  fix  my  doleful  station  where 

I  must  not  taste  his  love! 
6  [J  !sus,  I  throw  my  arms  around, 

And  hang  upon  thy  breast; 
Without  a  gracious  smile  from  thee, 

My  spirit  cannot  rest.] 
o  7  Oh!  tell  me  that  my  worthless  name, 

Is  graven  on  thy  hands; 
Shew  me  some  promise  in  thy  book, 

Where  my  salvation  stands. 
8  [Give  me  one  kind,  assuring  word, 

To  sink  my  fears  again; 
And  cheerfully  my  s<.ul  shall  wait 

Her  threescore  years  and  ten.] 

HYMN  108.    CM.     St.Mafik'*.     [*] 

Access  to  the  Throne  of  Grace  by  a  JMediator. 

1   i^lOME,  let  us  lift  our  joyful  eyes, 

\j  Up  to  the  courts  above; 
And  smile  to  see  our  Father  there, 
Upon  a  throne  of  love. 
c  2  Once  'twas  a  seat  of  dreadful  wrath, 
And  shot  devouring  flame; 
Our  God  appear'd  consu  ning  fire, 
And  vengeance  Avas  his  name. 
— 3  Rich  were  the  drops  of  Jesus'  blood, 
That  calm'd  his  frowning  face; 
That  sprinkled  o'er  his  burning  throne, 
And  turn'd  the  wrath  to  grace, 
o  4  Now  we  may  bow  before  his  feet, 
Aid  venture  near  the  Lord; 
No  fiery  cherub  guards  his  seat, 
Nor  double  flaming  sword. 
—5  The  peaceful  gates  of  heav'nly  bliss, 
\re  open'd  by  the  Son; 


Book  If.  HYMN  109,  no.  405 

j  High  let  us  raise  our  notes  of  praise, 

And  reach  th'  almighty  throne. 
s  6  To  thee,  ten  thousand  thanks  we  bring, 
Great  Advocate  on  high; 
And  glory  to  th'  eternal  King, 
Who  lavs  his  fury  by. 

HYMN  109.    L.M      Islington      [b] 

The  darkuess  of  Providence. 

1  [T  OKI),  we 6dore  thy  vast  designs, 
iJ  Th'  obscure  abyss  of  Providence! 

p  Too  deep  to  sou  .d  with  mortal  lines, — 

Too  dark  to  view  with  feeble  sense. 
c  2  Now  thou  arra  'st  thine  awful  face 

In  angry  frowns,  without  a  smile: 
—We,  through  the  cloud,  believe  thy  grace, 

Secure  of  thy  compassion  still. 

3  Through  seas,  and  storms  of  deep  distress, 

We  sail  by  faith,  and  not  by  sight; 

Faith  guides  us  in  the  wilderness, 

Through  all  the  briars  and  the  night. 
e  4  Dear  Father,  if  thy  lifted  rod 

Resolve  to  scourge  us  here  below; 
— Still  we  must  lean  upon  our  God, 
o  Tnine  arm  shall  bear  us  safely  through.] 

HYMN  110.     S.   M.     AyLsbury.    Ribwort  h.     [*  j 
Death  and  the  Resurrection. 

a  I    A  > >I)  must  this  body  die? 

J\.  This  mortal  frame  decay? 

a  And  must  these  active  limbs  of  mine 

Lie  mould'ring  in  the  clay. 

—  2  Corruption,  earth,  and  worms, 

Sli  dl  but  refine  this  flesh; 
o  'Till  my  triumphant  spirit  comes, 
To  put  it  on  afresh. 

—  3  Gird    my  Redeemer  lives, 

And  often  from  the  pkies, 
hooks  down  and  watches  all  my  dust— 

'Till  he  shall  bid  it  rise. 
o       4  Array 'd  in  glorious  grace, 

Shall  these  vile  bodies  shine; 
\nd  e\'ry  shape,  and  cv'rv  fa 

Look  heav'iilv  and  divine. 


406  HYMN  lit;  112,         Book  IT. 

—    5  These  lively  hopes  we  owe 

To  Jesus'  dying  love; 
We  would  adore  his  grace  below, 

And  iing  his  pow'r  abo\e. 
6    Dear  Lord,  accept  the  praise 
Of  these  our  humble  songs; 
o  'Till  tunes  of  nobler  sound  we  raise; 
With  our  immortal  tongues. 

HYMN  111.     C.  M.     [*] 
God's  Dominion,  and  our  Deliverance, 

1  [fyiON,  rejoice,  and  Judah  sing; 

JlA  The  Lord  assumes  his  throne: 
Come,  let  us  own  the  heav'nly  King, 
And  make  his  glories  known. 

2  The  great,  the  wicked,  and  the  proud, 
From  their  high  seats  are  huiTd; 

Jehovah  rides  upon  a  cloud, 
And  thunders  thro' the  world. 

3  He  reigns  uponth'  eternal  hills, 
Distributes  mortal  crowns; 

Empires  are  fix'd  beneath  his  smiles, 
And  totter  at  his  frowns. 

4  Navies,  that  rule  the  ocean  wide, 

Are  vanquish Vj  by  his  breath: 
And  legions,  armM  with  pow'r  and  pride, 
Descend  to  wat'ry  death. 

5  Let  tyrants  make  no  more  pretence 
To  vex  our  happy  land; 

Jehovah's  name  is  our  defence; 

Our  buckler  is  his  hand. 
G  Still  may  the  King  of  Grace  descend, 

To  rule  us  by  his  word; 
And  all  the  honours  we  can  give 

Be  offer'd  to  the  Lord.]  


HYMN  112.     L.  M.     O/iorto.  [*] 
Jngels  n&mwtering  to  Chuist  and  Saints. 
1  g^REAT  God!  to  una  a  gl  >rioua  height, 
\J  Hast  thou  advane'd  the  Lord  thy  Son5 
Angels,  in  all  their  robes  of  light, 
Are  made  the  servants  of  his  throne, 
e  2  Before  his  feet  thine  armies  wait, 
o  And  swift  as  flames  of  lire  they  move, 


Book  \L HYMN  IIS. 40: 

— To  manage  his  affairs 
In  storks  of  vengeance — and  of  IdVe. 

3  [Mis  orders  run  thro1  all  the  hosts, 

leseend  at  his  command; 
r    shield  and  guard  our  native 
When  foreign  rage  invades  our  lancL] 
0  •'.  Now  they  are  sent  to  guide  our  feet, 
1  to  the  gates  of  thine  abode; 
Through  all  the  dangers  that  we  :v 
In  travelling  the  heav'nly  road. 
—5  Lord,  when  I  leave  this  mortal  ground, 
And  thou  shalt  bid  cne  rise  and  come — 
Send  a  beloved  angel  down, 

to  conduct  my  spirit  home. 

HYMN  113.    C.  M.    Mean    (*] 

The  same. 

1  [FTIHlv  majesty  of  Solomon, 

JL    How  glorious  to  behold! 
The  servants  waiting  round  his  throne, 
The  iv'ry  and  the  gold. 

2  But,  mighty  God,  thy  palace  shines 
With  far  superior  beams; 

Thine  angel-guards  are  swift  as  winds, 
Thy  ministers  are  dames* 

3  (Soon  as  thine  only  Son  had  made 
His  entrance  on  the  earth, 

A  shining  army  downward  fled, 
To  celebrate  his  birth. 

4  And  when  oppress'd  with  pains  and  : 
On  the  cold  ground  he  lies, 

Behold  a  heav'nly  form  appears, 
T'  allay  his  ag.  [TlCB. 

5  Now  to  the  hands  of  Christ  our  1 

\iv.  all  their  legions  gi  - 
They  wait  upon  Hi-  ad  bring 

His  chosen  heirs  to  Heav'n. 

6  Pleasure  and  praise  run  through  their  host, 
To  see  a  sinner  turn; 

That  Satan  has  a  captive  lost, 
An  nrt, 

T  B  in  hour  of  brighter  joy, 


408  HYMN  114,  115.         Book  II. 

Obstinate  rebels  to  destroy, 

And  gather  in  his  friends. 
8  Oh!  could  I  say  without  a  doubt, 

There  shall  my  soul  be  found, — 
Then  let  the  great  archangel  shout, 

And  the  last  trumpet  sound.]  m 

HYMN  114.     C.  M.     Christmas.     Sunday.     [: 
Christ's  Death,  Victory,  and  Dominion. 

1  j|  SING  my  Saviour's  wondrous  death; 
J.  He  conquered  when  befell; 

'Tis  FinUh'd!  said  his  dying  breath, 
And  shook  the  gates  of  hell. 

2  'Tis  Finished!  our  Emmanuel  cries, 
The  dreadful  work  is  done! 

Hence  shall  his  sovereign  throne  arise  v 
His  kingdom  is  begun. 

3  His  c:  oss  a  sure  foundation  laid, 
For  glory  and  renown; 

When  through  the  regions  of  the  dead 
He  pass'd  to  reach  the  crown. 

4  Exalted  at  his  Father's  side, 
Sits  our  victorious  Lord; 

To  heav'n  and  hell  his  hands  divide 
The  vengeance  or  reward. 

5  The  saints  from  his  propitious  eye, 
Await  their  sev'ral  crowns; 

And  all  the  sons  of  darkness  fly 
The  terrour  of  his  frowns. 

HYMN  115.     C.  M.     Bedford.     [*] 
God  the  Avenger  of  his  Saints^ 

1  fffIGH  as  the  heav'ns  above  the  ground, 
*■*■     Reigns  the  Creator  God; 

Wide  as  the  whole  creation's  bound, 
Extends  his  awful  rod. 

2  Let  princes  of  exalted  state 
To  him  ascribe  their  crown; 

Render  their  homage  at  his  feet, 

And  cast  their  gloi  its  down. 
e  3  Know  that  his  kingdom  is  supreme, 

Yrour  lofty  thoughts  are  vain; 
He  calls  you  gods,  that  awful  name, 

But  ye  must  die  like  men. 


Book  II.         HYMN  116—113.  409 

rhenlet  the  sovereigns  of  the  glooe 

Not  dare  to  vex  the  just; 
He  puts  on  vengeance  like  a  robe, 

And  treads  the  worms  to  dust, 
c  5  Ye  judges  of  the  earth,  be  wise, 

And  think  of  heav'n  with  tear; 
The  meanest  saint  that  you  despise 

1 1  is  an  a\  engef  there. 

HYMN   lib.    C.  M.     Swanwick.     [*] 

Mercies  and  Thanks. 


n 


As  my  eternal  God, — 
g  Who  bears  the  earth's  huge  pillars  up, 

And  spreads  the  heav'ns  abroad? 
c  2    How  can  I  die  while  Jesus  lives, 

Who  rose  and  left  the  ch 
— Pardon  and  grace  my  soul  receives, 

From  mine  exalted  head. 
o  3  All  that  1  am,  and  all  I  have. 

Shall  be  forever  thine! 
Whate'er  my  duty  bids  me  give, 

My  cheerful  hands  resign. 
—4  Yet  if  I  might  make  some  reserve, 

And  duty  did  not  call; 
o  I  love  my  God  with  zeal  so  great, 

That  I  should  give  him  all] 

HYMN  117.    L.  M.     [5] 
Living  and  dying  tilth  God  present. 

1  [T  CANNOT  bear  thine  absence  Lord, 

JL    My  life  expires  if  thou  depart; 
Re  thou,  my  heart,  still  near  my  God, 
And  thou,  my  God,  be  near  my  heart, 

2  I  was  not  born  for  earth  or  sin, 
Kor  can  I  live  on  things  so  vile; 
Yet  1  will  stay  my  Father's  time, 
And  hope,  and  wait  for  heav'n  a  while. 

3  Then,  dearest  Lord,  in  thine  embrace, 
Let  me  resign  my  fleeting  breath; 

\:id,  With  a  smile  upon  my  face. 
Pass  the  important  hour  of  Death.] 

H  Va;N  lis.   L.  M.    Mrwcourt.     [u*] 

The  Priesthood  of  CnitisT. 

l  "DLOOD  h  is  a  voice  to  pierce  the  skies, 
XJ    Revenge— the  blood  of  Abel  criot; 

J  f 


410 HYMN  119,120.         Book  IF. 

c  But  the  dear  stream,  when  Christ  was  slain, 
— Speaks  jieace — as  loud  from  ev'ry  vein. 

2  Pardon  and  peace  from  God  on  high; 
Behold  he  lays  his  vengeance  by; 

And  rebels  who  deserve  his  sword, 
Become  the  favYites  of  the  Lord, 
o  3  To  Jesus  let  our  praises  rise, 
Who  gave  his  life  a  sacrifice; 
Now  he  appears  before  our  God, 
And,  for  our  pardon,  pleads  his  brood. 

""■      HYMN  119.    C.  M.     Plymouth,     [b*] 
The  Holy  Scriptures. 
1  T  ADEN  with  guilt  and  full  of  fears, 

JLJ    I  fly  to  thee,  my  Lord; 
Aad  not  a  glimpse  of  hope  appears, 

But  in  thy  written  word. 
Z  The  volume  of  my  Father's  grace 

Does  all  my  grief  assuage: 
Here  I  behold  my  Saviour's  face, 

Almost  in  ev'ry  page. 

3  (This  is  the  field  where  hidden  lies 
The  pearl  of  price  unknown; 

That  merchant  is  divinely  wise, 
Who  makes  the  pearl  his  own.) 

4  (Here  consecrated  water  flows, 
To  quench  my  thirst  of  sin; 

Here  the  fair  tree  of  knowledge  grows, 
No  danger  dwells  therein.) 

5  This  is  the  Judge  that  ends  the  strife, 
Where  wit  and  reason  fail; 

My  guide  to  everlasting  life, 
Through  all  this  gloomy  vale. 

6  Oh!  may  thy  counsels,  mighty  God, 
My  roving  feet  command; 

Nor  I  forsake  the  happy  road 
That  leads  to  thy  right  hand. 

"         HYMN  120.     S.  M.     Aylesbury.     [b]— 
The  Law  and  Gospel  joined  in  Scripture. 
1  npiHE  Lord  declares  his  will, 
JL     And  keeps  the  world  in  awe; 
e  Amidst  the  smoke  of  Sinai's  hill, 

Breaks  out  his  fiery  law. 
*L    2  The  Lord  reveals  his  face, 
And,  smiling  from  above, 


Book  II.  HYMN  121,  122.  411 

u  Sends  down  the  gospel  of  his  grate, 
TV  epistles  of  his  love. 

—  3  These  sacred  words  impart 

Our  Maker's  just  commands; 
e  The  pity  of  his  melting  heart, 
o  And  vengeance  of  his  hands. 

—  4  (Hence  wc  awake  our  fear; 

We  draw  our  comfort  hence; 
The  arms  of  grace  are  treasur'd  here, 
And  armour  of  defence.) 

5  (\Ve  learn  Christ  crucify'd, 
And  here  behold  his  blood; 

All  arts  and  knowledges  beside, 
Will  do  us  little  good.) 

6  We  read  the  heav'nly  word, 
We  take  the  offer'd  grace; 

Obey  the  statutes  of  the  Lord, 

And  trust  his  promises, 
o      7  In  vain  shall  Satan  rage 

Against  a  book  divine, — 
e  Where  wrath  and  lightning  guard  the  page, 
o  Where  beams  of  mercy  shine. 

HYMN  121.     L.  M.     Armley.     [b*J  ~ 

The  Laiif  and  Gospel  distinguished. 

1  FllHE  law  commands,  and  makes  us  know 
JL     What  duties  to  our  God  we  owe; 
o  But  'tis  the  gospel  must  reveal 

Where  lies  our  strength  to  do  his  will. 
e  2  The  law  discovers  guilt  and  sin, 

And  shews  how  vile  our  hearts  have  been; 
o  Only  the  gospel  can  express 

Forgiving  love  and  cleansing  grace. 
e  3  What  curses  does  the  law  denounce 

Against  the  man  who  fails  but  once? 
o  But  in  the  gospel  Christ  appears, 

Pard'oingthe  guilt  of  mim'rous  years. 
— 4  My  soul,  no  more  attempt  to  draw 

Thy  life  and  comfort  from  the  law; 
a  Fly  to  the  hope  the  gospel  gives: 

The  man  who  trusts  the  promise — livc^. 

HYMN  122.    L.  M.    Bethel.    [b#J 

Retirement  and  Meditation. 


1    T\.lY(i<>d,  permit  me  not  to  be 
Ul     A: 


A  stranger  to  myself  and  thee; 


413 HYMN    123,  124.         Book  II. 

Amidst  a  thousand  thoughts  1  rove, 

Forgetful  of  my  highest  love. 
c  2  Why  should  my  passions  mix  with  earth, 

And  thus  debase  my  heav'nly  birth? 

Why  should  1  cleave  to  tilings  below, 

And  let  my  God,  my  Saviour  go? 
d  3  Call  me  away  from  flesh  and  sense, 

One  sov'reign  word  can  draw  me  thence; 
—I  would  obey  the  voice  divine, 

And  all  inferior  joys  resign, 
f  4  Be  earth  with  all  her  scenes  withdrawn; 

Let  noise  and  vanity  be  gone: 
a  In  secret  silence  of  the  mind, 

My  heav'n — and  there  my  God,  I  find. 

"  HYMN   123.     L.  M.     Green'*.     [*] 

The  Benefit  of  Public  Ordinances. 

1  [  A  WAY  from  ev'ry  mortal  care, 

J\.    Away  from  earth,  our  souls  retreat; 
We  leave  this  worthless  world  afar, 
And  wait,  and  worship,  near  thy  seat. 

2  Lord,  in  the  temple  of  thy  grace 
We  see  thy  feet,  and  we  adore; 
We  gazeupen  thy  lovely  face, 
And  learn  the  wonders  of  thy  pow'r. 

p  ?  While  here  our  various  wants  we  mourn, 

United  groans  ascend  on  high; 
-—And  pray'rs  produce  a  quick  return 

Of  blessings  in  variety. 
c  4  (If  Satan  rage,  and  sin  grow  strong, 
— Here  we  receive  some  cheering  word; 
o  We  gird  the  gospel  armour  on, 
o  To  fight  the  battles  of  the  Lord. 
f  5  Or  if  our  spirit  faints  and  dies, 
— (Our  conscience  gall'd  with  inward  stings,) 
o  Here  does  the  righteous  Sun  arise, 

With  healing  beams  beneath  his  wings.) 
e  6  Father,  my  soul  would  still  abide 

Within  thy  temple  near  thy  side: 

But  if  my  feet  must  hence  depart, 

Stdl  keep  thy  dwelling  in  my  heart.] < 


HYMN  124.  C.  M.     York,     [b*] 
jyioses,  Aaron,  and  Joshua. 
1  TTIISnot  the  law  of  ten  commands, 
A     On  holy  Sinai  giv'n, 


onklL         HYMN  105.  126.  411 


And  sent  to  men  by  Moses1  hands, 

Can  bring  us  safe  to  heav'n. 
■  is  not  the  blood  which  A  iron  spilt, 

Nor  smoke  of  sweetest  smell; 
Can  buy  the  pardon  of  our  guilt, 

Or  save  our  souls  from  hell. 
..iron  t!\e  priest  resigns  his  breath, 

At  God's  immediate  will: 
And  in  the  desert  yields  to  death, 

Upon  th'  appointed  hill. 
4  And  thus  on  Jordan's  yonder    side, 

The  tribes  of  Israel  stand; 
While  Moses  bow'd  his  head  and  dy'd, 

Short  of  the  promised  land, 
o  5  Israel  rejoice,  now  Joshua*  leads, 

He'll  bring  your  tribes  to  rest: 
So  far  the  Saviour's  name  exceeds 

The  ruler  and  the  priest. 

~^  HYMN  125.     L.  M.     [b]       ' 

Faith  and  Repentance,  Unbelief  and  Impenitence. 
1   [T  IFE  and  immortal  joys  are  giv'n, 

JL4  To  souls  that  mourn  the  sins  they've  done;, 
Children  of  wrath,  made  heirs  of  heav'n. 
By  faith  in  God's  eternal  Son. 

Woe  to  the  wretch  who  never  felt 
The  inward  pangs  of  pious  grief; 
But  adds  to  all  his  crying  guilt 
The  stubborn  sin  of  unbelief. 
I  The  law  condemns  the  rebel  dead, 
Under  the  wrath  of  God  he  lies: 
a  He  seals  the  curse  on  his  own  head, 
And  with  a  double  vengeance  dies.] 

HYMN  126.    C.  M.     Wareha in.     [^T~ 
Goo  Glorified  in  :      G 

1  npiIF.  Lord,  descending  from  above. 

JL      Invites  his  children  near; 
While  pow'r,  and  truth,  and  boundless  l< 
Display  their  glories  here. 

2  Here,  in  the  gospel's  wondrous  fram 
Fresh  wisdom  we  pursue; 

d  A  thousand  angels  learn  thy  name, 
Beyond  whatever  they  knew. 
•Joshua  utmemth  Jssos,  ind  uglifies  q  «SV 


414  HYMN  127,  128.         Book  U. 

3  Tiiy  name  is  writ  in  fairest  lines; 
Thy  wonders  here  we  trace; 

—Wisdom  through  all  the  myst'ry  shines, 
And  shines  in  Jesus*  face. 

4  The  law  its  best  obedience  owes 
To  our  incarnate  God; 

And  thy  revenging  justice  shows 

Its  honours  in  his  blood. 
o  5  But  still  the  lustre  of  thy  grace 

Our  warmer  thoughts  employs; 
Gilds  the  whole  scene  with  brighter  rays, 

And  more  exalts  our  joys. 

HYMN  127.     L.  M.     Portugal.     [*] 
Circumcision  and  Baptism. 

1  npHUS  did  the  sons  of  Abrah'm  pass 

JL     Under  the  bloody  seal  of  grace; 
The  young  disciples  bore  the  yoke, 
*Tiil  Christ  the  painful  bondage  broke, 

2  By  milder  ways  does  Jesus  prove 
His  Father's  covenant  and  his  love; 
He  seals  to  saints  his  glorious  grace, 
Nor  does  forbid  their  infant  race. 

3  Their  seed  is  sprinkled  with  his  blood. 
Their  children  set  apart  for  God; 

His  Spirit  on  their  offspring  shed, 
Like  water  pour'd  upon  the  head. 
o  4  Let  ev'ry  saint  with  cheerful  voice, 
In  this  large  covenant  rejoice; 
Young  children  in  their  early  days, 
Shall  give  the  God  of  Abrah'm  praise. 

"HYMN  126.     C.  M,     China.     Plymouth,     [bf 
Corrupt  Nature  from  Adam. 

1  TfcLESS'D  with  the  joys  of  innocence, 
JLJ     Adam  our  father  stood, 

'Till  he  debas'd  his  soul  to  sense, 
And  ate  th*  unlawful  food. 

2  Now  we  are  born  a  sensual  race, 
To  sinful  joys  inclin'd; 

Reason  has  lost  its  native  place, 
And  flesh  enslaves  the  mind. 

3  While  flesh  and  sense  and  passion  reigns, 
&in  is  the  sweetest  good; 


Nook  I F.  HYMX  1S9.  ISO.  415 

We  tancy  music  in  our  chains, 

A. el  to  forget  the  Load, 
4  Great  God,  renew  our  ruin'd  frame, 

Our  broken  pow'n  restore; 
Inspire  us  with  a  heav'oly  ilamc, 

And  flesh  shall  reign  no  more. 
j  Eternal  Spirit,  write  thy  la# 

Upon  our  inward  parts; 
And  let  the  second  Adam  draw 

His  image  on  our  hearts. 

HYMN  129.  L.  M.     Bath.     Ixluigton.     [*] 
n'eivulh  hit  Faith ,  not  by  Sight. 

1  TplS  by  the  faith  of  joys  to  come, 

L      We  walk  thro'  deserts  dark  as  night; 
'Till  we  arrive  at  heav'n  our  home, 
Faith  is  our  guide  and  faith  our  light. 

2  The  want  of  sight  she  well  supplies) 
She  makes  the  pearly  gates  appear; 
Far  into  distant  worlds  she  pries, 
And  brings  eternal  glories  near. 

3  Cheerful  we  tread  the  desert  thro', 
While  faith  supplies  a  heav'nly  ray; 
Though  Lions  roar  and  tempests  blow, 
And  rocks  and  dangers  till  the  way. 

4  So  Abrah'm  by  divine  command, 
Left  his  own  house  to  walk  with  God; 
His  faith  beheld  the  promis'd  land, 
And  fir'd  his  zeal  along  the  road. 


'A' 


"HYMN    130.     C.   M.     Sunday.     [*] 
The  Wen  Creation. 
TTEND-  while  God's  exalted  Sou 
.     Doth  his  own  glory  shew: 
"Behold,  I  sit  upon  my  throne, 

"Creating  all  things  new. 
2  tlNatureand  sin  are  pass'd  away, 

'•Anjd  the  old  Adam  dies; 
uMy  hands  a  new  foundation  lay — 
-    e  the  new  woi  Id  arise! 

"I'll  be  a  Sun  of  rtghteousi 
"Tothenew  fcreanr'na  1  make; 

ie  but  the  new  born  heirs  i  I 
*\V 
l  Mighty  Redeemer,  set  me  fi 

1  rum  my  old  state  of  sinj 


416 HYMN  131,  132,        Book  II, 

Oh,  make  my  soul  alive  to  thee, 

Create  new  pow'rs  within. 
5  Renew  mine  eyes,  and  form  mine  ears, 

And  mould  my  heart  afresh; 
Give  me  new  passions,  joys,  and  fears, 

And  turn  the  stone  to  flesh. 
-~6  Far  from  the  regions  of  the  dead, 

From  sin,  and  earth,  and  hell; 
In  the  new  world  that  grace  has  made, 

I  would  for  ever  dwell. 

HYMN  131.     L.  M.     Castle  Street.  Leeds.     [*] 

The  Excellency  of  the  Christian  Religion* 
o  1  T  ET  everlasting  glories  crown 

JLi  Thy  head,  my  Saviour,  and  my  Lord; 

Thy  hands  have  bro't  salvation  down, 

And  writ  the  blessings  in  thy  word. 

2  [What  if  we  trace  the  globe  around, 

And  search  from  Britain  to  Japan; 

There  shall  be  no  religion  found, 

So  just  to  God,  so  safe  for  man.] 
—3  In  vain  the  trembling  conscience  seeks 

Some  solid  ground  to  rest  upon; 

With  long  despair  the  spirit  breaks, 

'Till  we  apply  to  Christ  alone. 
e  4  How  well  thy  blessed  truths  agree! 

How  wise  and  holy  thy  commands! 
—Thy  promises— how  firm  they  be! 

How  tirm  our  hope  and  comfort  stands! 
o  5  Not  the  feign'd  fields  of  heath 'nish  bliss 

Could  raise  such  pleasures  in  the  mind; 

Nor  does  the  Turkish  paradise 

Pretend  to  joys  so  well  refin'd. 
—6  Should  all  the  forms  that  men  devise 

Assault  my  faith  with  treach'rous  art, 

I'd  call  them  vanity  and  li^s, 

And  bind  the  gospel  to  my  heart, 

HYMN   132.     C.  M.     Colchester.     [*] 
The  Offices  of  Christ. 

1  \\TE-  bless  the  prophet  of  the  Lord, 

▼  f     Who  comes  with  truth  and  grace; 
Jesus,  thy  Spirit  and  thy  word 
Shall  lead  us  in  thy  ways. 

2  We  rev'rence  our  High  Priest  above, 
Who  offer 'd  up  his  blood; 


Book  II.  HYMN  153,  134.  41 1 

And  lives  to  carry  on  his  lore, 
By  pleading  with  bar*  God. 

3  VVe  honour  our  exalted  King; 

How  sweet  are  his  comir.  I 
He  guards  our  souls  from  bell  and  sin, 
his  almighty  hands. 

1  Ilosanna  to  his  glorious  name, 

Who  saves  b)  difTrent  Ways; 
His  mercy  lays  a  sov'reign  claim 

Toour  immortal  praise. 

HYMN~733.     ~M.     Urvntfvd.     [*j 
The  Operation*  of  the  Holy  Spirit, 

1  T^TKHNAL  Spirit,  we  conl 

jlA  And  sing  the  wonders  of  thy  grace; 
Thy  pow'r  conveys  our  blessings  down, 
From  God  the  Father  and  the  Son. 

2  Enlighten 'd  by  thy  hcav'nly  ray, 
Our  shades  and  darkness  turn  to  day; 
Thine  inward  teachings  make  us  know 
Our  danger  and  our  refuge  too. 

o  3  Thy  pow'r  and  glory  work  within, 
And  break  the  chains  of  reigning  sin; 
Do  our  imperious  lusts  subdue, 
And  form  our  wretched  hearts  anew. 

I  he  troubled  conscience  knows  thy  voice, 

o  Thy  cheering  won  our  joys; 

o  Th\   words  allay  the  stormy  wind, 

— And  calm  the  surges  of  the  mind. 

m  C.    M.     York.     [*] 

Circumcision  abalithed. 

1  [FinHE  promise  was  divinely  free, 

JL  Extensive  was  the  graqe; 
"I  will  the  God  of  Abrah'm 
And  of  his  num'rous  race." 

2  I  [e  s.iid,  and  with  a  bloody  seal 
Confirm 'd  the  words  he  spoke; 

Long  did  the  sons  of  Abiah  in  feel 

I  painful  yoke 4 
I  Till  Godfs  own  Son,  descending  low, 

I  e  his  own  flesh  to  bleed; 
And  Gentiles  taste  the  blessings  now, 
Yvo\\\  the  hard  bondage  t 

4  The. God  of  Abrah'm  clain 
His  promises  endure; 


418  HYMN  135—137.       Book  II. 

And  Christ  the  Lord,  in  gentler  ways, 
Makes  the  salvation  sure.] 

HYMN   135.     L.  M.     Ofiorto.     [*] 
Types  and  Prophecies  o/*  Christ. 
d  1  TlEHOLD,  the  woman's  promis'd  seed! 
-D  Behold  the  great  Messiah  come! 
Behold  the  prophets  all  agreed, 
To  givre  him  the  superior  room! 
—2  Abra'm,  the  saint,  rejoic'd  of  old, 
When  visions  of  the  Lord  he  saw, 
Moses,  the  man  of  God,  foretold 
This  great  Fuifiller  of  his  law. 

3  The  types  bore  witness  to  his  name, 
Obtain'd  their  chief  design,  and  ceas'd; 
The  incense,  and  the  bleeding  lamb, 
The  ark,  the  altar,  and  the  priest. 

4  Predictions  in  abundance  meet, 
To  join  their  blessings  on  his  head: 

o  Jesus,  we  worship  at  thy  feet, 
And  nations  own  the  Promis'd  Seed. ^ 

"        HYMN  136.     L.  M.     Mintwich.     [*] 
Miracles  at  the  Birth  of  Christ. 

l[nnHE  King  of  glory  sends  his  Son. 

JL  To  make  his  entrance  on  this  earth; 
Behold  the  midnight  bright  as  noon, 
And  hcav'nly  hosts  declare  his  birth! 

2  About  the  young  Redeemer's  head. 
What  wonders,  and  what  glories  meet! 
An  unknown  star  arose,  and  led 

The  eastern  sages  to  his  feet. 

3  Simeon  and  Anna  both  conspire 
The  infant  Saviour  to  proclaim; 
Inward  they  felt  the  sacred  fire, 

And  bless'd  the  babe,  and  own'd  his  name, 

4  Let  Jews  and  Greeks  blaspheme  aloud, 
And  treat  the  holy  child  with  scorn; 
Our  souls  adore  th'  eternal  God 

Who  condescended  to  be  born. 

HYMN    137.     L.   M.     Gloucester.     [*] 
Miracles  in  the  Life,  Death,  and  Resurrection  of  Christ, 
e  1  13  EHOLD,  the  blind  their  sight  receive! 
,  J3  Behold,  the  dead  awake,  and  live! 
The  dumb  speak  wonders!  and  the  lame 
Leap  like  the  hart,  and  bless  his  name' 


Hook  II.       HYMN    138,  1S9- 41  9 

'J  Thus  does  th'  eternal  Spirit  own, 
—  And  seal  the  mission  of  the  Son; 

The  Father  vindicates  his  cause, 

While  he  hangs  bleeding  on  the  cross. 
e  3  lie  dies: — the  heav'ns  in  mourning  stood1 
o  He  rises — and  appears  a  God! 

Behold  the  Lord  ascending  high, 

No  more  to  bleed,  no  more  to  die, 
— 4  Hence  and  for  ever  from  my  heart 

I  bid  my  doubts  and  fears  depart; 

And  to  those  hands  my  soul  resign, 

Which  bear  credentials  so  divine. 

"  HYMN   138.     L.  M.     Blcndon.     l.tccix.     [*] 
The  Power  of  the    Gospel. 
1  rpHIS  is  the  word  of  truth  and  love, 
JL    Sent  to  the  nations  from  above; 
o  Jehovah  here  resolves  to  shew 

What  his  almighty  grace  can  do. 
— 2  This  remedy  did  wisdom  find, 
To  heal  diseases  of  the  mind; 

0  This  sovereign  balm,  whose  virtues  can 
Restore  the  ruin'd  creature,  man. 

— 3  The  gospel  bids  the  dead  revive, 
Sinners  obey  the  voice,  and  live; 
Dry  bones  are  rais'd,  and  cloth'd  afresh, 
And  hearts  of  stone  are  turn'd  to  f. 
I  (Where  Satan  reign'd  in  shades  of  nighty 
The  gospel  strikes  a  heav'nly  light: 
Our  lusts  its  wondrous  povrr  controuls, 
And  calms  the  rage  of  angry  souls. 
5  Lions  and  beasts  of  savage  name 
Put  on  the  nature  of  the  lamb; 

1  \\  hue  the  wide  world  esteems  it  strange, 
a  Gaze,  and  admire,  and  hate  the  chanj 

—  •:   May  but  this  grace  my  soul  renew, 

Let  sinners  gaze  and  hate  me  too; 
o  The  word  that  saves  me  does  em.. 

A  nre  defence  from  all  their  rage. 

MN   139.    L.  M.     Sicilian,     i 

The  1 

1  "\'|V  dear  Redeemer,  and  my  L 

If  JL  I  read  my  duty  in  thy  v. 
But  in  thy  life  the  law  appe  ti 

Drawn  out  in  living  clu-- 


420  HYMN  140,  141.  Book  II 

2  Such  was  thy  truth,  and  such  thy  zeal, 
Such  def'rence  to  thy  Father's  will — 
Such  love,  and  meekness  so  divine — 
I  would  transcribe  and  make  them  mine. 

p  3  Cold  mountains,  and  the  midnight  air, 
Witness'd  the  fervour  of  thy  prayer; 
The  desert  thy  temptations  knew, 
Thy  conflict,  and  thy  victVy  too. 

— 4  Be  thou  my  pattern;  make  me  bear 
More  of  tin*  gracious  image  here! 
Then  God,  the  Judge,  shall  own  my  name, 
Amongst  the  followers-  of  the  Lamb. 

HYMN  140.    C.  M.    Mear.     [*] 

The  Examples  of  Chiust  and  the  Saints. 

o  1    |^1  IV  E  me  the  wings  of  faith,  to  rise 
"  JT  Within  the  vail;  and  see 
The  saints  above,  how  great  their  joys; 
How  bright  their  glories  be! 
p  2  Once  they  were  mourning  here  below, 
And  wet  their  couch  with  tears: 
They  wrestled  hard,  as  we  do  now, 
With  sins,  and  doubts,  and  fears. 
—3  I  ask  them,  whence  their  v4ct'ry  came; 

They,  with  united  breath, 
o  Ascribe  their  conquest  to  the  Lamb — 

Their  triumph  to  his  death. 
—  4  They  mark'd  the  footsteps  he  had  trod. 
(His  zeal  inspir'd  their  breast;) 
And,  following  their  incarnate  God, 

PoSsess'd  the  promis'd  rest. 
5  Our  glorious  Leader  claims  our  praise, 

For  his  own  pattern  giv'n; 
While  the  long  cloud  of  witnesses 
Shew  the  same  path  to  heav'n. 


HYMN  I4t    CM.     Si.  Martin's.     [*] 
Preaching,  Baptism,  and  the  Lord's  Sapper. 
1  ~\/|Y  Saviour  God,  my  Sov'reign  Prince, 

if  JL  Reigns  far  above  the  skies; 
But  brings  his  graces  down  to  sense, 

And  helps  my  faith  to  rise. 
9,  My  eyes  and  ears  shall  bless  his  name; 
They  read  and  hear  his  word; 


Book  II.  HYMN  149,  I  13. 

i  und  taste  shall  d<>  the  same, 
When  they  receive  the  Lord. 

3  Baptismal  water  is  design  *d 
To  soul  his  cleansing  grace; 

While,  at  his  :  read  and  wine, 

He  gives  his  saints  a  place. 

4  But  not  the  waters  of  a  flood 
Can  make  my  flesli  so  clean, 

As,  by  his  Spirit  and  his  blood, 
He'll  wash  my  soul  from  sin. 

5  Not  choicest  meats,  nor  noblest  wines, 
So  much  my  heart  refresh, 

As  when  my  faith  goes  thro'  the  signs, 
And  feeds  upon  his  flesh. 

6  I  1-ne  the  Lord,  who  stoops  so  low, 
To   jive  his  word  a  seal; 

But  the  rich  grace  his  hands  bestow, 
Exceeds  the  figures  still. 

"  Ii\MN  142.    S.M.     Pcckham.  [b*] 

Faith  in  Christ  our  Sacrifice. 
e  1  VTOT  all  the  blood  of  beasts, 

1^1    On  Jewish  altars  slain, 
Could  give  the  guilty  conscience  peace. 
Or  Wash  away  the  stain. 

0  2  But  Christ,  the  heav'nly  Lamb, 

'Lakes  all  our  sins  away; 
A  sacrifice  of  nobler  name, 

And  richer  blood  than  they. 
p       3  My  faith  would  lay  her  hand 
On  that  dear  head  of  thine, — 
While  like  a  penitent  I  stand, 
And  there  confess  my  si 
—    4  My  soul  looks  back  to  see 

The  burdens  thou  didst  bear, — 
When  hanging  on  the  cursed  tree, — 
And  hopes  her  guilt  was  there. 
u       5  Believing,  we  rejoice 

To  see  the  curse  remove; 

1  We  bless  the  Lamb  with  cheerful  \o:cr\ 

And  sing  his  bleeding  love. 

HYMN  Ho.     C.  Mi      .irmity.     [brj"~ " 
Flrsh  unci  Spirit. 

i  ["ImrriAT  different  pow'n 

▼  ▼    Attend  our  mortal 
36 


422 HYMN  144,  145.  Book  II, 

i  hate  the  thoughts  that  work  within, 

And  do  the  works  I  hate. 
p  2  Now  I  complain,  and  groan,  and  die, 

While  sin  and  Satan  reign: 
o  Now  raise  my  songs  of  triumph  high, 

For  grace  prevails  again. 
— 3  So  darkness  struggles  with  the  light, 

Till  perfect  day  arise; 
Water  and  fire  maintain  the  fight, 

Until  the  weaker  dies. 

4  Thus  will  the  flesh  and  spirit  strive, 
And  vex  and  break  my  peace; 

o  But  I  shall  quit  this  mortal  life, 
And  sin  for  ever  cease.] 

HYMN  144.    L.  M.     Old  Hundred.     [*] 
Effusions  of  the  Spirit:  Success  oj  the  Gospel. 

1   f  1  REA1  was  the  day,  the  joy  was  great, 
U  When  the  divine  disciples  met; 

Whilst  on  their  heads  the  Spirit  came, 

And  sat  like  tcngues  of  cloven  flame. 
e  2  What  gifts,  what  miracles  he  gave! 

And  pow'r  to  give,  and  pow'r  to  save! 

Furnish'd  their  tongues  with  wondrous  words, 

Instead  of  shields,  and  spears,  and  swords. 
— 3  Thus  arm'd,  he  sent  the  champions  forth, 
o  From  east  to  west,  from  south  to  north;  6 
d  "Go— and  assert  your  Saviour's  cause; 

"Go— spread  the  myst'ry  of  his  cross.5* 
— 4  These  weapons  of  the  holy  war, 

Of  what  almighty  force  they  are— 

To  make  our  stubborn  passions  bow, 

And  lay  the  proudest  rebel  low! 

5  Nations,  the  learned  and  the  rude, 
Are  by  those  heav'nly  arms  subdu'd: 
While  Satan  rages  at  his  loss, 

And  hates  the  doctrine  of  the  cross. 

f>  Great  King  of  grace,  my  heart  subdue, 

I  would  be  led  in  triumph  too — 

\  willing  captive  to  my  Lord — 

And  sing  the  vict'rieS  of  his  word. 

HYMN  14S:    CM.    Barby.    [ 
Sight  through  a  Glass >  mid  Face  to  Face. 
X  [T  LOVFi  tltc  windows  of  thy  grace, 
A  Through  which  my  Lord  is  seen. 


Rook  It         HYMN  146,  147. 

And  long  to  meet  my  Saviour's  face, 
Without  a  glass  between. 

e  2  Oh,  that  the  happy  hour  were  come, 

To  change  my  faith  to  sight! 
— I  should  behold  my  Lord  at  home, 

In  a  diviner  light 
o  3  Haste,  my  Beloved,  and  remove 

These  interposing  days; 
-.Then  shall  my  passions  all  be  love, 

And  all  my  pnw'i  s  be  praise.] 

HYMN    lib.     L.  M.      Babylon.     Carthage.     [l7] 
Yunitu  of  Creatures:  or,  no  licst  on  Eurt/i. 

1  m  •  AN  has  a  soul  of  vast  desires, 

iv£  He  burns  within  with  restless  fires; 
Tost  to  and  fro,  his  passions  fly 
From  vanity  to  vanity. 

2  In  vain  on  earth  we  hope  to  find 
Some  solid  good  to  fill  the  mind: 
We  try  new  pleasures;  but  we  feel 
The  inward  thirst  and  torment  still. 

3  So  when  a  raging  fever  burns, 
We  shift  from  side  to  side,  by  turns; 
And  'tis  a  poor  relief  we  gain, 

To  change  the  place,  but  keep  the  pain. 

4  Great  God,  subdue  this  vicious  thirst, 
This  love  to  vanity  and  dust; 

Cure  the  vile  fever  of  the  mind. 
And  feed  our  souls  with  joys  refin'd. 

HYMN  M7.     CM.     [*1 
The  Creation  if  the  World.   Gen.  1. 

1  [U\[0\V  let  a  spacious  world  arise," 

J3l    Slid  the  Creator  Lord: 
At  once  th'  obedient  earth  and  skies 
Hose  at  his  sov'reign  word. 

2  (Dark  was  the  deep:  the  waters  lay 
Confus'd,  and  drown'd  the  land; 

He  call'd  the  light;  the  new  born  day 
Attends  on  his  command. 

3  He  bids  the  clouds  ascend  on  high; 
The  clouds  ascend,  and  bear 

A  wat'ry  treasure  to  the  sky, 
And  float  on  softer  air. 

4  The  liquid  element  below. 
Was  gather'd  by  his  hand: 


, 


4S4 HYMN  148. Book  I 

The  rolling  seas  together  flow, 
And  leave  the  solid  land. 

5  With  herbs  and  plants  of  flow'ry  birth, 
The  naked  globe  he  crown'd; 

Ere  there  was  rain  to  bless  the  earth. 
Or  stm  to  warm  the  ground. 

6  Then  he  adorn'd  ihe  upper  skies: 
Behold  the  sun  appears: 

The  moon  and  stars  in  order  rise. 
To  mark  out  months  and  years. 

7  Out  of  the  deep  th'  almighty  King 
Did  vital  beings  frame; 

The  painted  fowls  of  ev'ry  wing, 
And  fish  of  ev'ry  name.) 

8  He  gave  the  lion  and  the  worm, 
At  once  their  wondrous  birth; 

And  grazing  beasts  of  various  form, 
Rose  from  the  teeming  earth, 

9  Adam  was  fram'd  of  equal  clay, 
Though  sov'reign  of  the  rest; 

Designed  for  nobler  ends  than  they, 
With  God's  own  image  bless'd. 

10  Thus  glorious  in  the  Maker's  eye. 
The  young  creation  stood; 

He  saw  the  building  from  on  high, 
His  word  pronounc'd  it  good. 

11  Lord,  while  the  frame  of  nature  stands, 
Thy  praise  shall  fill  my  tongue; 

But  the  new  world  of  grace  demands 
A  more  exalted. song.] 

HYMN  148.     CM.  Canterbury.  St.  Ann's,    [b*] 

God  reconciled  in  Christ. 
e  1  T|EAREST  of  all  the  names  above, 
_l_f  My  Jesus  and  my  God — 
Who  can  resist  thy  heav'nly  love, 
Or  trifle  with  thy  blood? 
—2  'Tis  by  the  merits  of  thy  death, 
The  Father  smiles  again; 
*Tis  by  thine  interceding  breath, 
The  Spirit  dwells  with  men. 
e  3  'Till  God  in  human  flesh  I  see, 
My  thoughts  no  comfort  find; 


Book  II.  IIYMN  149,150. 4£5 

1    i'ne  holy,  just,  and   sai  red  Three, 

Are  tei Tours  to  my  mind. 
c  4  Bat  if  Emmanuel's  face  appear, 

My  hope,  my  joy  begins; 
I  lis  name  forbids  my  slavish  fear, 

I  lis  grace  removes  my  sins. 
—5   While  Jews  on  their  own  law  |  • 

And  Greeks  of  Wisdom  boast; 
I  love  th1  Incarnate  Mystery, 

And  there  I  fix  my  trust. 

HYMN  U9.     C.  M.     [*]  ' 

Honour  to  .Magistrates. 

1  ["INTERNAL  Sovereign  of  the  sky, 

JCi  And  Lord  of  all  below, 
We  mortals  to  thy  Majesty 
Our  first  obedience  owe. 

2  Our  souls  adore  thy  throne  supreme, 
And  bless  thy  providence; 

For  magistrates  of  meaner  name, 
Our  glory  and  defence. 

3  (The  crowns  of  all  those  princes  shine, 
With  rays  above  the  rest, 

Where  laws  and  liberties  combine. 
To  make  the  nation  blest.) 

4  Kingdoms  on  firm  foundations  stand, 
While  virtue  finds  reward; 

And  sinners  perish  from  the  land, 
By  justice  and  the  sword. 

5  Let  Cicsar's  due  be  ever  paid 
To  Cxsarand  his  throne; 

Bat  consciences  and  souls  were  made 
To  be  the  Lord's  alone.] 

HYMN  150.     CM.     Plymouth,     [b] 
7  m  Deceitfulnet  ■  •/Sin. 
1    OlN  has  a  thousand  treach'rous  arts 
^  To  practice  on  the  mind; 

i  Ratt  ring  looks 
Hut  leai 

fl  Lth  names  of  virtue  she  decei 
l       aged  and  the  young; 
\-:i  while  the  heedless  wretch  h- 
:s  his  fetters  strong. 
j  pleads  for  all  the  joys  she  brings, 
And  gives  a  fair  pi 


426  HYMN  151,  152.  Book  1L 

But  cheats  the  soul  of  heav'nly  things, 

And  chains  it  down  to  sense. 
4  So  on  a  tree  divinely  fair, 

Grew  the  forbidden  food; 
Our  mother  took  the  poison  there, 

And  tainted  all  her  blood. 

HYMN  151.     L.  M.     Mingtoji.     [*] 
Prophecy  and  Inspiration. 

1  TT1VVAS  b)  an  order  from  the  Lord, 

i   The  ancient  prophets  spoke  his  word; 
His  Spirit  did  their  tongues  inspire, 
And  warm'd  their  hearts  with  heav'nly  £ve. 

2  The  works  and  wonders  which  they  wrought^ 
Confirm'd  the.  messages  they  brought; 

The  prophet's  pen  succeeds  his  breath, 

To  save  the  holy  words  from  death. 
f  3  Great  God,  mine  eyes  with  pleasure  Icok 

On  the  dear  volume  of  thy  book; 

There  my  Redeemer's  face  I  see, 

And  read  his  Name  who  died  for  me. 
o  4  Let  the  false  raptures  of  the  mind 

Be  lost,  and  vanish  in  the  wind: 
— Here  I  can  fix  my  hope  secure; 

This  is  thy  word,  and  must  endure. 

"  HYMN  152.    CM.     Bedford.     [*] 

Sinai  and  Sion.     Heb.  xii,  18,  &c. 
e  1  l^TOT  to  the  terrours  of  the  Lord, 
JlS    The  tempest,  fire  and  smoke; 
Not  to  the  thunder  of  that  word 
Which  God  on  Sinai  spok<^; — 
o  2  But  we  are  come  to  Zion's  hill, 
The  city  of  our  God; 
Where  milder  words  declare  his  will, 
And  spread  his  love  abr 
f  3  Behold  th'  innumerable  host 
Of  angels  ctoth'd  in  light! 
Behold  the  spirits  of  the  just, 

Whose  faith  is  turn'd  to  sight! 
4  Be!\ old  the  bless'd  assembly  there, 

Whose  names  are  writ  in  heav'n; 
Hear  God,  the  Judge  of  all  declare 
Their  vilest  sins  forgiv'n. 
—  5  The  saints  on  earth,  and  all  the  dead, 
But  one  communion  make; 


look  If.  HYMN  153,  154.  427 

All  join  in  Christ,  their  living  bead, 

And  of  his  grace  partake. 
6  In  such  society  as  this, 

My  weary  soul  Would  rest: 
The  man  who  dwells  where  Jesus  is, 

Must  be  for  ever  blcss'd. 

HYMN  15:,    CM.    Reading,     [b] 
Distemper,  Folly  >  and  Madness  of  Sin. 
e  1    CJIN,  like  a  venomous  disease, 

O  Infects  our  vital  blood; 
— The  only  balm  is  sov'reign  e;race, 
And  the  physician  God. 
2  Our  beauty  and  our  strength  arc  fled, 

And  we  draw  near  to  death; 
But  Christ  the  Lord  recals  the  dead, 
With  his  almighty  breath. 
e  3  Madness,  by  nature,  reigns  within, 

The  passions  burn  and  rage; 
— 'Till  God's  own  Son,  with  skill  divine, 

The  inward  fire  assuage, 
e  4  (We  lick  the  dust,  we  grasp  the  wind, 

And  solid  good  despise: 
— Such  is  the  folly  of  the  mind, 
'Till  Jesus  make  us  wise.) 
e  5  We  give  our  souls  the  wounds  they  ice], 

We  drink  the  pois'nous  gall, 
o  And  rush  with  fury  down  to  hell — 
—     But  heav'n  prevents  the  fall. 

6  (The  man  possess'd  among  the  tombs, 
Cuts  his  own  flesh  and  cries: 

0  He  foams  and  raves,  'till  Jesus  comes, 

And  the  foul  spirit  flies.) 

I i\  MN  154.    L.  M.    Armley.    [p*] 

Self-Jiig/itcousness  insufficient. 

1  "XTfTHERE  are  the  mourners,"  saith  the  Lord, 

▼  ▼     u\\'ho  wait  and  tremble  at  my  word — 
Who  walk  in  darkness  all  the 
Come,  make  my  name  your  trust  and  stay. 

2  (N<>  works,  no  duties  <  I  your  ow«., 
-  i  for  the  smallest  sin  atone; 

The  robes  that  nature  may  p 
Will  not )  our  least  pollutions  hide. 

3  Th  •  couch  that  nature  kn< 

give  the  conscience  no  repose: 


4S8  HYMN  155,  156,  Book  II. 

c  Look  to  my  righteousness,  and  live; 

Comfort  and  peace  are  mine  to  give.) 
—4  Ye  sons  of  pride  who  kindle  coals 

With  your  own  hands,  to  warm  your  souls. 

Walk  in  the  light  of  your  own  fire, 

Enjoy  the  sparks  that  ye  debire. — 
e  5  This  is  your  portion  at  my  hands, — 

Hell  waits  you  with  her  iron  bands; 
a  Ye  shall  lie  down  in  sorrow  there, 

In  death,  and  darkness,  and  despair." 

HYMN  155.    C.  M.     Tuxbrirtgt.    {b} 

CaiusT  our  Passover. 

e  1  T  O,  the  destroying  angel  flies 

AjTo  Pharaoh's  stubborn  land! 
The  pride,  the  flow  Y  of  Egypt  dies 

By  his  vindictive  hand. 
o  2  He  pass'd  the  tents  of  Jacob  o'er, 

Nor  pour'd  the  wrath  divine; 
He  saw  the  blood  on  every  door, 

And  bless'd  the  peaceful  sign. 
— 3  Thus  the  appointed  Lamb  must  bleed, 

To  break  th'  Egyptian  yoke; 
o  Thus  Israel  is  from  bondage  freed, 

And  'scapes  the  angel's  stroke. 
f  4  Lord,  if  my  heart  were  sprinkled  too 

With  blood  so  rich  as  thine, 
Justice  no  longer  would  pursue 

This  guilty  soul  of  mine. 
«~-5  Jesus  ourpassover  was  slain, 

And  has  at  once  procur'd 
q  Freedom  from  Satan's  heavy  chain, 

And  God's  avenging  sword. 

HYMN   156.     C.  M.     Plymouth,     [b] 
Satan's    various  Temptations. 

1  T  HATE  the  tempter,  and  his  charms, 
_L  I  hate  his  flatt'ring  breath; 

The  serpent  takes  a  thousand  forms, 
To  cheat  our  souls  to  death. 

2  He  feeds  our  hopes  with  airy  dream  -. 
Or  kills  with  slavish  fear; 

<\nd  holds  us  still  in  wide  extremes, 
Presumption  or  despair. 


rr.         HYMN  157,  158. 
.  he  persuades,  H 

Anon  he  swells  our  sins,  and  C1 ; 
They  cannot  tc/orghfti* 

4  (He  bids  young  sinners,  Y  t  forbear 

think  of  God  jr  death; 
fayer  and  grave  devotion  are 
But  melancholy  breath. 

5  He  tells  the  aged,  They  must  die, 
And  'tie  too  late  to  firay; 

it  mercy  now  they  cry, 
'/iey  /hive  lost  their  day.) 
z  6  Thus  he  supports  his  cruel  throne, 
By  mischief  and  deceit; 
And  drags  the  sons  of  Adam  down 
To  darkness  and  the  pit. 
f  7  Almighty  God,  cut  short  hispow'r, 
Let  him  in  darkness  dwell; 
And  that  he  vex  the  earth  no  more, 
Confine  him  down  to  hell. 

HYMN  157.    CM.     Reading,     [b] 
The  same. 
1  "V^OW  Satan  comes  with  dreadful  roar, 

-l3l    And  threatens  to  destroy; 
lie  worries  whom  he  can't  devour, 
With  a  malicious  joy. 
"  9  Ye  sons  of  God,  oppose  his  rage; 

5t,  and  he'll  be  gone: 
— Thus  did  our  dearest  Lord  engage, 

And  vanquish  him  alone. 
e  3  Now  he  appears  almost«divine, 

Like  innocence  and  love; 
— But  the  old  serpent  lurks  within, 

When  he  assumes  the  dove. 
o  i  Fly  from  the  false  deceiver's  tongue, 

Y<-  «  ns  of  A  da  in,  u\  ! 
e  Our  parents  found  the  snare  too  strong; 
Nor  should  the  children  try. 

U\  MN  158.     L.    M.     Geneva.     Babylon,    [b] 

Fcrj  saved:   or>   The  almost  Christian. 
c   1  T>ROAD  is  the  road  that  leads  to  (!• 

J3  And  thousands  walk  together  tiiere; 
But  wisdom  shews  a  narrow  path, 
With  here  and  there  a  traveller. 


450 HYMN   159,   160.         Book  II« 

d  2  Deny  thyself  and  take  thy  cross, 

e  Is  the  Redeemer's  great  command; 

— Nature  must  count  her  gold  but  dross, 
If  she  would  gain  this  heav'nly  Land. 

p  3  The  fearful  soul  that  tires  and  faints. 
And  walks  the  ways  of  God  no  more, 
Is  but  esteem'd — almost  a  saint — 
And  makes  his  own  destruction  sure. 

—4  Lord,  let  net  all  my  hopes  be  vain, 
Create  my  heart  entirely  new: 
Which  hypocrites  could  ne'er  attain, 
Which  false  apostates  never  knew.  _ 

HYMN  159.     CM.    Plymouth.     Wantage.    I*] 
Unconverted  State:    or,  Converting'  Grace, 
i   11  RE  AT  King  of  glory  and  ol  grace, 

vX  We  own,  with  humble  shame, 
How  vile  is  our  degen'rate  race, 
And  our  first  father's  name. 
—2  From  Adam  flows  our  tainted  blood, 
The  poison  reigns  within; 
Makes  us  averse  to  all  that's  good, 
And  willing  slaves  to  sin. 

3  [Daily  we  break  thy  holy  laws, 
And  then  reject  thy  grace; 

Engag'd  in  the  old  Serpent's  cause: 
Against  our  Maker's  face.] 

4  We  live  estrang'd  afar  from  God, 
And  love  the  distance  well; 

With  haste  we  run  the  dang'rous  road, 

That  leads  to  death  and  hell. 
e  5  And  can  such  rebels  be  restor'd! 

Such  natures  made  divine! 
o  Let  sinners  see  thy  glory,  Lord, 

And  feel  this  pow'r  of  thine, 
o  6  We  raise  our  Father's  name  on  high, 

Who  his  own  Spirit  sends, 
o  To  bring  rebellious  strangers  nigh, 

And  turn  his  foes  to  friends. 

HYMN  160.     L.  M.     Armley.     [*] 
Custom  in  Sin. 

1  T  ET  the  wild  leopards  of  the  wood 

J-J    Put  off  the  spots  that  nature  gives; 
Then  may  the  wicked  turn  to  God, 
And  change  their  tempers,  and  their  lives. 


Book  II.         HYMN"  lfil,  16& 451 

La  well  might  Ethiopian  slaves 
Wash  out  the  darkness  of  their  skin; 
The  dead  as  well  may  leave  their  graves, 
As  old  transgressors  cease  to  sin. 

3  Where  vice  has  held  its  empire  long, 
Twill  not  endure  the  least  control; 
None,  but  a  pow'r  divinely  strong, 
Can  turn  the  current  of  the  soul. 

4  Great  God,  I  own  thy  pow'r  divine. 
That  works  to  change  this  heart  of  mine; 
I  would  be  form'd  anew,  and  bless 

The  wonders  of  creating  grace. 

HYMN  161.     CM.     Reading,     [b]  """ 

Christian  Virtues;  or,  Difficulty  of  going  to  Jlcavc;?, 

1  OTKA1T  is  the  way,  the  door  is  strait, 
^     That  leads  to  joys  on  high; 

'Tis  but  a  few  that  find  the  gate. 
While  crowds  mistake  and  die. 

2  Beloved  self  must  be  deny'd, 
The  mind  and  will  renew'd; 

Passion  suppress'd  and  patience  try  VI, 
And  vain  desires  subdu'd, 

3  (Flesh  is  a  dang'rous  foe  to  grace. 
Where  it  prevails  and  rules; 

Flesh  must  be  humbled,  pride  abas' 

Lest  they  destroy  our  sc 
•i  The  love  of  gold  be  banish'd  hec 

That  vile  idolatry; 
And  ev'ry  member, eVry  sense, 

In  sweet  subjection  lie. 

5  The  tongue,  that  n 
Requires  a  strong  restra    t; 

We  mu>t  be  watchful  ev'ry  h 
And  pray  bat  nei 
e  6  Lord'  can  a 

Fulfil  a  task  so  hard! 

And  give  the  free 

H  Y  v       I 

- 
1  ~\M  Y  thou 
JLtJL    And  Look. 
o  There  springs 


432 HYMN  163.  Book  II. 

— 2  There  I  behold,  with  sweet  delight, 
The  blessed  Three  in  One; 
And  strong  affections  fix  my  sight 
On  God's  incarnate  Son. 
o  3  His  promise  stands  forever  firm,' 

His  grace  shall  ne'er  depart; 
— He  binds  my  name  upon  his  arm, 
And  seals  it  on  his  heart. 
4  Light  are  the  pains  that  nature  brings: 

How  short  our  sorrows  are — 
When  with  eternal  future  things, 
The  present  we  compare) 
o  5  I  would  not  be  a  stranger  still, 
To  that  celestial  place, 
Where  I  forever  hope  to  dwell, 
Near  my  Redeemer's  face. 

HYMN  163.     C.  M.     Reading.     [*] 
Complaint  oj  Desertion  and  Temptations. 

1  [T|EAK  Lord,  behold  our  sore  distress; 

JLf     Our  sins  attempt  to  reign, 
Stretch  out  thine  arm  of  conqu'ring  grace, 
And  let  thy  foes  be  slain. 

2  (The  lion,  with  his  dreadful  roar, 
Affrights  thy  feeble  sheep: 

Reveal  the  glory  of  thy  pow'r, 
And  chain  him  to  the  deep. 

3  Must  we  indulge  a  long  despair; 
Shall  our  petitions  die? 

Our  mournings  never  reach  thine  ear. 
Nor  tears  affect  thine  eye?/* 

4  If  Thou  despise  a  mortal  groan, 
Yet  hear  a  Saviour's  blood; 

An  Advocate,  so  near  the  throne, 
Pleads  and  prevails  with  Go*!. 

5  He  brought  the  Spirit's  pow'rful  sword, 
To  slay  our  deadly  foe*: 

Our  sins  snail  die  beneath  thy  word, 
And  hell  in  vain  oppose. 

6  How  boundless  is  our  Father's  grace.. 
In  height  and  depth  and  length! 

He  made  his  Son  our  righteousness, 
His  Spirit  is  oar  strength.] 


Rook  II.         HYMN  164,  165.  433 

HYMN  164.    CM.     Windsor,     [b] 

The  End  of  the  florid. 
1   [\YrIIV  should  this  earth  delight  us  bo? 

TV      Why  should  we  fix  cur  eyes 

On  these  low  grounds  where  sorrows  grow, 

And  ev'ry  pleasure  dies? 
c  2  While  time  his  sharpest  teeth  prepares 

Our  comforts  to  devour, 
o  There  is  a  land  above  the  stars, 

And  joys  above  his  pow'r. 
e  3  Nature  shall  be  dissolvM  and  die, 

The  sun  must  end  his  race; 
— The  earth  and  sea  forever  fly 

Before  my  Saviour's  face, 
o  4  When  will  that  glorious  morning  rise! 

When  the  last  trumpet  sound, 
And  call  the  nations  to  the  skies, 

From  underneath  the  ground?] 

HYMN  165.     C.  M.      Wantage.     China,     [b] 
Uvfrui if ulncss,  Ignorance,  and  unxanctified AffectiOTt<t 
p  1    T   ONG  have  I  sat  beneatn  the  sound 
-I-J     Of  thy  salvation.  Lord; 
But  still  how  weak,  my  faith  is  found- 
Aral  knowledge  of  thy  word! 
e  2  Oft  I  frequent  thy  holy  place, 
And  hear  almost  in  vain; 
I  low  small  a  portion  of  thy  grace 

My  mem'ry  can  retain! 
3   [My  dear  Almighty,  and  my  Go:!, 

How  little  art  thou  known, 
By  all  the  judgments  of  thy  rod, 
And  blessings  of  thy  throne.] 
p  4  (How  cold  and  feeble  is  my  love' 
How  negligent  my  fear! 
How  low  my  hopes  of  joys  above! 
How  few  affeOtions  there.) 
— 5  Great  God*  thy  sov'reign  pow'r  imps 
To  give  thy  word  success; 
Write  thy  salvation  in  nay  heart, 
And  make  me  learn  thy  grace, 
o  C  (Shew  my  forgetful  feet  the  way, 
That  leads  to  joys  on  high; 
There  knowledge  grows  without  decay. 
And  love  shall  never  die) 
*7 


434 HYMN   166,  167.         Book  If. 

HYMN  166.    C.  M.  Mitcham.     [*] 

7 Vie  Divine  Perfections. 
1  [flOW  shall  I  praise  th'  eternal  God, 
Xl     That  Infinite  unknown? 
t  Who  can  ascend  his  high  abode, 

Or  venture  near  his  throne? 
'J  (The  great  Invisible!  he  dwells 

ConceaPd  in  dazzling  light: 
c  But  his  all-searching  eye  reveals 

The  secrets  of  the  night. 
— 3  Those  watchful  eyes  that  never  sleep, 

Survey  the  world  around; 
e  His  wisdom  is  a  boundless  deep, 

Where  all  our  tho'ts  are  drown'd.) 
o  4  (Speak  we  of  strength?  his  arm  is  strongs 

To  save  or  to  destroy; 
e  Infinite  years  his  life  prolong, 

And  endless  is  his  joy.) 
— 5  (He  knows  no  shadow  of  a  change, 

Nor  alters  his  decrees; 
g  Firm  as  a  rock  his  truth  remains, 

To  guard  his  promises.) 
p  6  (Sinners  before  his  presence  die: 

How  holy  is  his  name' 
d  His  anger  and  his  jealousy 

Burn  like  devouring  flame.) 
e  7  Justice,  upon  a  dreadful  throne, 

Maintains  the  rights  of  God; 
o  While  mercy  sends  her  pardons  down, 

Bought  with  a  Saviour's  blood, 
e  8  Now  to  my  soul  immortal    King, 
—    Speak  some  forgiving  word; 
o  Then  'twill  be  double  joy  to  sing 
*       The  glories  of  my  Lord.] 

HYM N   167.     L.M.    P*alm97.    [*] 
The  Divine    Perfections. 

1  [|^  REAT  God!  thy  glories  shall  employ 

"J"     My  holy  fear,  my  humble  joy; 
My  lips,  in  songs  of  honour,  bring 
Their  tribute  to  th'  eternal  King. 

2  (Earth  and  the  stars,  and  worlds  unknown. 
Depend  precarious  on  his  throne; 

\ll  nature  hangs  upon  his  word, 

grace  and  glory  own  their  Lord,) 


Book  II.  HYMN  168. 

;;  (His  sov'reign  pow'r  what  mortal  ks. 
If  he  commands,  w;io  dare  o;:: 
With  strength  he  girds  himself  around, 
And  treads  the  rebels  to  the  ground.) 

4  (Who  shall  pretend  to  teach  him  skill, 
Or  guide  the  counsels  of  his  will? 

His  wisdom  like  a  sea  divine, 
Flows  deep  and  hifch  beyond  our  Li] 

5  (His  Name  is  holy,  and  his  eye 
Burns  with  immortal  jealou 

J  le  hates  the  sons  of  pride,  and  sheds 
His  fiery  vet  geance  on  their  heads.) 

6  (The  beamings  of  his  piercing  sight 
Bring  dark  hypocrisy  to 

Death  and  destruction  naked  lie, 
And  hell  uncover'd  to  his  eye.) 

7  (Th*  eternal  law  before  him  stands: 
His  justice  with  impartial  hands, 
pivides  to  all  their  due  reward, 

Or  by  the  sceptre  or  the  sword.) 

8  (His  mercy,  like  a"boundless  sea, 
Washes  our  load  of  guilt  away; 

While  his  own  Son  came  down  and  dy,d1 
T'  engage  his  justice  on  our  side.) 

9  (Each  of    his  words  demands  my  faith, 
My  soul  can  rest  on  all  he  saith; 

His  truth  inviolably  keeps 
The  largest  promise  of  his  lips.) 

10  Oh,  tell  me,  with  a  gentle  voice, 
Thou  art  my  Clod,  and  I'll  rejoice: 
Fill'd  with  thy  love,  I  dare  proclaim 
The  brightest  honours  of  thy  name.] 

HYMN   168.  L.  M.  Old  Hundred.  Pnulm  9771"'  ( 
'Vhc  same, 
1    TEHOVAH  reigns — Ins  throne  is  high, 
tl      His  robes  are  light  and  majesty; 

His  glory  shines  with  beams  so  bright, 

No  mortal  can  sustain  the  sight, 
i  lis  terrours  keep  the  world  in  awe, 

Hib  justice  guards  his  holy  law; — 
0  His  love  reveals  a  smiling  face, 

His  truth  and  promise  seal  the  grace. 
— 3  Thro'  all  his  works  his  wisdom  shines, 

And  baffles  Satan's  deep  designs; 


456 HYMN  169.  Book  IF. 

0  His  powV  is  sov' reign  to  fulfil 

The  noblest  counsels  of  his  will. 
e  4  And  will  this  glorious  Lord  descend, 

To  be  my  Father  and  my  friend? 
g  Then  let  my  songs  with  angels  join! 
Ileav'n  is  secure,  if  God  be  mine. 

HYMN  169.     P.  M.     Triumph.     [*] 
The  same. 
1  FllHE  Lord  Jehovah  reigns, 

J-    His  throne  is  built  on  high; 
The  garments  he  assumes, 
Are  light  and  majesty; 
His  glories  shine 
With  beams  so  bright, 
No  mortal  eye 
Can  bear  the  sight. 

g      2  The  thunders  of  his  hand, 
Keep  the  wide  world  in  awe; 
His  wrath  and  justice  stand, 
To  guard  his  holy  law; 
c  And  where  his  love 

Resolves  to  bless, 
q  His  truth  confirms 

And  seals  the  grace. 

—    3  Through  all  his  ancient  works, 
Surprising  wisdom  shines; 
Confounds  the  pow'rs  of  hell, 
And  breaks  their  curs'd  designs: 
o  Strong  is  his  arm — 

And  shall  fulfil 
g  His  great  decrees, 

His  sov'reign  will. 

e      4  And  can  this  mighty  King 
Of  glory  condescend — 
And  will  he  write  his  name, 
My  Father  and  my  Friend  I 
o  I  love  his  name, 

1  love  his  word; 
u  Join  all  my  pow'rs, 

And  praise  the  Lord. 


Book  II.  HYMN  170. 457 

HYMN  170.  L.  M.   Psalm  97th.  Old  Hundred.  [*] 

God  incomprehensible  and  sovereign. 

1  [i^  AN  creatures,  to  perfection,  find 

\J     Th'  eternal,  uncreated  Mind: 
Or  can  the  largest  stretch  of  thought 
Measure  and  search  his  nature  out? 

2  '  lis  high  as  heav'n!  'tis  deep  as  hell! 
And  what  can  mortals  know  or  tell? 
llis  glory  spreads  beyond  the  sky, 
A.nd  all  the  shining  worlds  on  high. 

-   Bat  man,  vain  man,  would  fain  be  wise; 

Born  like  a  wild  young  colt,  he  flies 

Thro'  all  the  follies  of  his  mind, 

And  smells  and  snuffs  the  empty  wind.] 

4  God  is  a  King  of  pow'r  unknown, 

Firm  are  the  orders  of  his  throne; 
elf  he  resolve,  who  dare  oppose, 

Or  ask  him  why,  or  what  he  does? 
— 5  He  wounds  the  heart,  and  he  makes  whole; 

He  calms  the  tempests  of  the  soul; 

When  he  shuts  up  in  long  despair, 

Who  can  remove  the  heavy  bar? 
£  6  He  frowns — and  darkness  veils  the  moon— 

The  fainting  sun  grows  dim  at  noon; 

The  pillars  of  heav'ns  starry  roof 
fremble  and  start  at  his  reproof. 

■    He  gave  the  vaulted  heav'n  its  form. 

The  crooked  serpent  and  the  worm; 

1  le  breaks  the  billows  with  his  breath, 

And  smites  the  .^ons  of  pride  to  death. 
T    ese  are  a  portion  of  his  waj  s, 
"  But  who  shall  dare  describe  his  Face? 
v  Who  can  endure  tin  Light?  or  stand 

To  hear  the  thundc:  band? 


end  of 


HYMNS 


AID 

SPIRITUAL  SONGS- 
book  in. 

PREPARED  FOR  TIIE  HOLT  ORDINANCE  OF  THE  LORD'S  SUPPER. 

HYMN  1.    L.    M.     Gloucester.     [*b] 
The  Lord's  Supper  instituted.    1  Cor.    xi,  23,  &c. 

1  rpWAS  on  that  dark,  that  doleful  night, 
JL   When  pow'rs  of  earth  and  hell  arose 
Against  the  Son  of  God's  delight, 
And  friends  betray  *d  him  to  his  foes — 
2  Before  the  mournful  scene  began, 
He  took  the  bread,  and  bless'd  and  brake; 

e  What  love  through  all  his  actions  ran! 
What  wond'rous  words  of  grace  he  spake.1 

d  3  This  is  my  body — broke  for  sin — 
Receive  and  eat  the  living  food: 

— Then  took  the  cup  and  bless'd  the  wine: 

d  9Tis  the  new  covenant  in  my  blood. 

4  [Fior  us  his  flesh  with  nails  was  torn; 
He  bore  the  scourge,  he  felt  the  thorn; 
And  justice  pour'd  upon  his  head 

Its  heavy  vengeance,  in  our  stead. 

5  For  us  his  vital  blood  was  spilt, 
To  buy  the  pardon  of  our  guilt; 
When  for  black  crimes  of  biggest  size, 
He  gave  his  soul  a  sacrifice.] 

6  Do  this,  he  cryM,  till  time  shall  end t 
In  memory  of  your  dying  friend; 
Meet  at  my  table,  and  record 

1  'h  e  love  of  you  r  de/i  arted  L  ord. 
o  7  Jesus,  thy  feast  we  celebrate, 

shew  thy  death,  we  sing  thy  name* 
Till  thou  return,  and  we  shall  eat 
iage  supper  of  th.  Lamb. 


fiook  III.  HYMN  g,  S. 4W 

HYMN  2.    8.  M.    Dover.    [*] 

(.'•fvnunion  with  Ciiuist,  and  rjitJi  Saints.  1  Cor.  x,  10, 17. 
1  [     ■  ESUS  invites  his  stints 
•I    To  meet  around  his  board; 
Here  pardon 'd  rebels  sit,  and  hold 
Communion  with  the  Lord. 

2  For  food  he  gives  his  flesh; 
II j  bids  us  drink  his  blood: 

Amazing  favour:   matchless  grace — 
Of  our  descending  God!] 

3  This  holy  bread  and  wine 
Maintain  our  fainting  breath, 

By  union  with  our  living  Lord, 
And  interest  in  his  death. 
A  Our  heav'nly  Father  calls 
Christ  and  his  members  one; 
t  Wc  the  young  children  of  his  lovtf, 
o  And  he  the  First-born  Son. 

-r—     5  We  are  but  several  parts 
Of  the  same  broken  bread; 
One  body  hath  its  sev'ral  limbs, 
o  But  Jesus  is  the  head. 

o     6  Let  all  our  pow'rs  be  joinM, 
His  glorious  Name  to  raise: 
Pleasure  and  love  fill  ev'ry  mind, 
And  ev'ry  voice  be  praise. 


HYMN  3.    C.  M.      York.    [*] 

The  AVw  Covenant  Sealed. 

"FT^IIE  promise  of  my  Father's  love 

JL      Shall  stand  for  ever  good" — 
He  said — and  gave  his  soul  to  death, 

And  seaFd  the  grace  with  blood. 
-2  To  this  dear  covenant  of  thy  word 

I  set  my  worthless  name; 
1  sealth'  engagement  to  my  Lord, 

And  make  my  humble  claim. 

3  The  light,  and  strength*  and  pard'ning  grace, 
And  glory  shall  be  mine; 

My  life  and  soul,  my  heart  and  ilcsh, 
And  all  my  pOWTS  are  thine. 

4  1  call  that  legacy  my  own, 
Which  Jesus  did  bequeath; 

'       »  purchas'd  with  a  dying  gi 
And  ratify  \1  in  death 


440 HYMN  4,  5.         Book  Iff. 

o  5  Sweet  is  the  mem'ry  of  his  name, 
Who  bless'd  us  in  his  will; 
And  to  his  testament  of  love, 
Made  his  own  life  the  seal. 

HYMN  4.     C.     M.     Canterbury,     [b]      *" 
Christ's  riving  Love, 
c   1  TJ OVV  condescending,  and  how  kind 

JtJL     Was  God's  eternal  Son! 
e  Our  mis'ry  reach'd  his  heav'nly  mind, 

And  pity  brought  him  down. 
e  [2  When  justice,  by  our  sins  provok'd, 

Drew  forth  his  dreadful  sword; 
—He  gave  his  soul  up  to  the  stroke, 

Without  a  murm'ring  word.] 
p  3  He  sunk  beneath  our  heavy  woes, 
o        To  raise  us  to  his  throne: 
■ — There's  ne'er  a  gift  his  hand  bestows, 
e         But  costs  his  heart  a  groan. 
—4  This  was  compassion  like  a  God- 
That  when  the  Saviour  knew 
The  price  of  pardon  was  his  blood, 

His  pity  ne'er  withdrew. 
o  5  Now,  though  he  reigns  exalted  high, 

His  love  is  still  as  great: 
e  Well  he  remembers  Calvary — 

Nor  let  his  saints  forget: 
e  [6  Here  we  behold  his  bowels  roll, 
—    As  kind  as  when  he  dy'd; 
p    And  see  the  sorrows  of  his 

Bleed  thro'  his  wounded  side. 
—7  Here  we  receive  repeated  seal; 

Of  Jesus'  dying  love: 
e  Hard  is  the  wretch  who  never  feci.:; 

One  soft  affection  move.] 
p  8  Here  let  our  hearts  begin  to  melt, 

While  we  his  death  record; 
—And,  with  cur  joy  for  pardon 'd  r 

Mourn  that  we  piere'd  the  Lore!. 

~  HYMN~5.     CM.    Barby. 

Christ  the  Bread  of  Lije.    John  \i,  31,  $5,  29. 
1  T  ET  us  adore  th'  eternal  Word; 

JLi  'Tis  he  our  souls  hath  fed: 
—Thou  art  the  living  stream,  O  Lord, 

And  thou  th'  immortal^brea/l 


Pook  IIL T1YMN  6,  441 

rhc  manna  came  from  lower  skies, 
But  Jesus  from  above; 
Where  the  fresh  springs  of  pleasure  rise, 

And  rivers  flow  with  love. 
3  The  Jews,  the  Fathers,  dyM  at  last, 

Who  ate  the  heav'nly  bread; 
But  these  provisions  which  we  taste, 
Can  raise  us  from  the  dead.] 
o  4  Bles't  be  the  Lord,  who  gives  his  flesh, 
To  nourish  dying  men, 
And  often  spreads  his  table  fresh, 
Lest  we  should  faint  again. 
—5  Our  souls  shall  draw  their  heav'nly  breath, 
While  Jesus  finds  supplies; 
Nor  shall  our  graces  sink  to  death, 
o       For  Jesus  never  dies. 
e  6  Daily  our  mortal  flesh  decays, 
o       But  Christ  our  life  shall  come; 
o  His  unresisted  pow'r  shall  raise 
Our  bodies  from  the  tomb. 

'  HYMN  <5.    L.  M.     Bath.     [*] 

The  .Memorial  of  our  absent  Lokd.    John  xvi,  16.     Luke 
xxii,  19.    Johti  xiv,  5. 

1  TESUS  is  gone  above  the  skies, 

•I    Where  our  weak  senses  reach  him  not; 
e  And  carnal  objects  court  our  eyes, 
To  thrust  our  Saviour  from  our  tho'ts. 

2  He  knows  what  wand'ririg  hearts  we  have, 
Apt  to  forget  his  Lovely  face, 

— And,  to  refresh  our  minds,  he  gave 

These  kind  memorials  of  his  grace. 
The  Lord  of  life  this  table  spread, 

With  his  own  fle^h  and  dying  blood; 

We  on  the  rich  provision  iced, 

And  taste  the  wine,  and  bless  our  God. 
—  I   Let  sinful  sweets  be  all  forgot, 

A '.id  earth  grow  icss  in  our  esteem; 
c  Christ  and  his  love  All  ev'ry  thought, 

And  faith  and  hope  be  iixM  on  him. 
.Vhilst  he  is  absent  from  our  sight, 
c  'Tis  to  prepare  our  souls  k  place, 

That  we  may  dwell  in  heav'nly  light, 
ever  near  hi-  face. 
— 6  rOureyes  look  upwards  to  the  hills, 

\\ 'hence  our  returning  Lord  shall  c 


442 HYMN  7,  8.  Book  Hf. 

We  wait  thy  chariot's  awful  wheels, 
To  fetch  our  longing  spirits  home.] 

HYMN  7.     L.  M.     Gloucester.      [:>] 
Crucifixion  to,  the  World  by  the  Cross  oj  Christ.  Gal.vi,H» 

1   ["1ETHEN  I  survey  the  wond'rous  cross, 
▼  ▼    On  which  the  Prince  of  glory  dy'd; 

My  richest  gain,  I  count  but  loss, 

And  pour  contempt  on  all  my  pride. 
e  2  Forbid  it,  Lord,  that  I  should  boast, 

Save  in  the  death  of  Christ,  my  God: 
—All  the  vain  things  that  charm  me  most, 

I  sacrifice  them  to  thy  blood. 
e  3  See  from  his  head,  his  hands,  his  feet, 

Sorrow  and  love  flow  mingled  down! 

Did  e'er  such  love  and  sorrow  meet? 

Or  thorns  compose  so  rich  a  crown? 
e  4  (His  dying  crimson,  like  a  robe, 

Spreads  o'er  his  body  on  the  tree; 
—Then  am  I  dead  to  all  the  globe, 

And  all  the  globe  is  dead  to  me.) 
o  5  Were  the  whole  realm  of  nature  mine, 

That  were  a  present  far  to  smalls 

Love,  so  amazing,  so  divine, 

Demands  my  soul,  my  life,  my  all.] 

HYMN    8.    C.   M.    Bethlehem.     [*] 
The  Tree  of  Life, 
1   [|^OME,  let  us  join  a  joyful  tune, 

vJ  To  our  exalted  Lord: 
Ye  saints  on  high,  around  his  throne, 

And  we  around  his  board, 
c  2  While  once  upon  this  lower  ground, 

Weary  and  faint  ye  stood; 
■?— What  dear  refreshment  here  ye  found, 

From  this  immortal  food. 
o  3  The  tree  of  life  that  near  the  throne, 
In  heav'n's  high  garden  grows; 
Laden  with  grace,  bends  gently  down 
Its  ever-smiling  boughs. 
—4  (Hov'ring  among  the  leaves,  there  stands 
The  sweet  celestial  Dove; 
And  Jesus  on  the  branches  hangs 

The  banner  of  his  love.) 
$  ('Tis  a  young  heav'n  of  strange  delight 
While  in  his  shade  we  sit; — i 


Hook  111.  HYMN  9. 443 

His  fruit  is  pleasing  to  the  sight, 

And  to  the  taste  as  sweet, 
o  6  New  life  it  spreads  thro'  dying  hearts; 

And  cheers  the  drooping  mind; 
Vigour  and  joy  the  juice  imparts* 

Without  a  sting  behind.) 
-—7  Now  let  the  flaming  weapon  stand, 

And  guard  all  Eden's  trees: 
there's  ne'er  a  plant  in  all  that  land, 

That  bears  such  fruit  as  these. 
8  Infinite  grace  our  souls  adore, 

Whose  wond'rous  hand  has  made 
This  living  branch  of  sovereign  pow'r 

To  raise  and  heal  the  dead.] 

HYMN   9.     S.  M~      Watchman.     [*]  & 

The  Spirit,  the  Water,  and  the  Blood.     1  John  v>    6. 

1  [F  ET  all  our  tongues  be  one, 

-Li  To  praise  our  God  on  high, 
Who  from  his  bosom  sent  his  Son, 
To  fetch  us  strangers  nigh. 

2  Nor  let  our  voices  cease 

To  sing  the  Saviour's  name; 
Jesus,  th'  Ambassador  of  peace, 
How  cheerfully  he  came? 
£     3  It  cost  him  cries  and  tears, 
To  bring  us  near  to  God; 
— Great  was  eur  debt,  and  he  appear:; 

To  make  the  payment  good. 
e       4  cMy  Saviour's  pierced  side 

Pour'd  out  a  double  flood; 
— By  water  we  are  purify 'd 

And  pardpn'd  by  the  blood 
5  Infinite  was  our  guilt, 
Hut  he  our  Priest. atones, 
g  On  the  cold  ground  his  life  was  spilf, 

And  ofFer'd  up  with  groans.) 
t       6  Look  up,  my  soul,  to  him 

Whose  death  was  thy  desert; 
And  humbly  view  the  living  stream 
Flow  from  his  breaking  heart - 
7  There,  on  the  cursed  tree, 
In  dying  pangs  he  lies! 
Fulfils  his  Father's  great  deer 
And  all  our  wants  supplier 
—    8  Thus  the  Redeemer  canip. 
Hv  water  a 'ad  by  bio 


444 HYMN  io,  11.        Book  111. 

And  when  the  Spirit  speaks  the  same, 
We  feel  his  witness  good. 

9  While  the  eternal  Three 
Bear  their  record  above; 

e  Here  I  believe  he  dy'd  for  me, 

And  seal'd  my  Saviour's  love. 

10  (Lord  cleanse  my  soul  from  sin, 
Nor  let  thy  grace  depart; 

—Great  Comforter,  abide  within, 
And  witness  to  my  heart.) 

~       HYMN  10.     L.    M.     Green's.     [*] 
Cliiust  Crucified,  the  Wisdom  and  Poiver  of  God. 
I  "VT  ATURE  with  open  volume  stands, 

XI  To  spread  her  Maker's  praise  abroad; 
And  ev'ry  labour  of  his  hands 
d  Shews  something  worthy  of  a  God: — 
o  2  But  in  the  grace  that  rescu'd  man, 

His  brightest  form  of  glory  shines; 
p  Here,  on  the  cross,  'tis  fairest  drawn, 

In  precious  blood  and  crimson  lines. 
o  3  (Here  his  whole  Name  appears  complete; 
—Nor  wit  can  guess,  nor  reason  prove, 

Which  of  the  letters  best  is  writ, 
o  The  pow'r  the  wisdom,  or  the  love.) 
e  4  Here  I  behold  his  inmost  heart, 
Where  grace  and  vengeance  strangely  join; 
Piercing  his  Son  with  sharpest  smart, 
To  make  the  purchas'd  pleasures  mine. 
o  5  Oh!  the  sweet  wonders  of  that  cross, 
Where  God,  the  Saviour,  lov'd  and  dy'd1 
Her  noblest  life,  my  spirit  draws, 
From  his  dear  wounds  and  bleeding  side, 
o  61  would  for  ever  speak  his  name, 
In  sounds  to  mortal  ears  unknown; 
With  angels  join  to  praise  the  Lamb, 
g  And  worship  at  his  Father's  throne. 

~"        HYMN  11.     C.  M.     6V.  Ann's:.     [*]  ~~ 
Pardon  brought  to  our  Senses. 

1  [T  ORD,  how  divine  thy  comforts  are! 

JLi  How  heav'nly  is  the  place, 
Where  Jesus  spreads  the  sacred  feasts 
Of  his  redeeming  grace! 

2  There  the  rich  bounties  of  our  God, 
And  sweetest  glories  shine; 


Book  111-  HYMN  12, I 

Then  -1  I  am  his, 

And  my  i 

3  H<  the  kind  redeeming  Lord 

■ 

tat  »peit'd  when  I  d) 

4  II"  nd  cheers  my  mournful  heart, 
And  tells  of  is.ll  bis  pain: 

All  this,  says  lie,  i 
And  then  :,  igain. 

5  What  shall  we  pay  our  heav'nly  Kin$ 

Fur  grace  so  vast  as  this! 
He  brings  our  pardon  to  our  eyes, 
And  seals  it  with  a  kiss. 

6  Let  such  amazing  lo\es  as  these 
Be  sounded  all  abn 

Such  favours  are  beyond  degrees, 
And  worthy  of  a  God. 

7  To  Him  who  washM  us  in  his  blood, 
Be  everlasting  praise; 

Salvation,  honour,  glory,  powY, 
Eternal  as  his  days.] 

HYMN  12. .  L.  M.     Sicilian.     [5*]        r" 

Tfie  Cospcl  Feaxt.    Luke   xiv,  16,  «ke. 

1  [t|t)\V  rich  are  thy  provisions   L 

XX  Thy  table,  furnish/d  iv  n 
The  fruits  of  life  overspread  the  board, 
The  cup  o'erfiows  with  heavenly  love. 

2  Thine  ancient  family,  the  Jews, 
Were  first  invited  to  the  feast: 
We  humbly  take  wlntt  they  refuse, 
And  Gentiles  thy  salvation  taste. 

3  We  are  the  poor, the  blind,  the  lame: 
And  l;elp  was  far,  and  deatti  was  nigh! 
But  at  the  gospel  call,  we  can 

And  ev'ry  want  receiv'd  supply. 

4  From  the  high  way  that  leads  to  hell, 
From  paths  of  darkness  and  despair, 
Lord,  we  are  come  with  thee  t.)  dwell, 
Glad  to  enjoy  thy  presence  here.] 

5  What  shall  we  pay  t  v  eternal  son, 
Who  left  the  heav'n 

J8 


446      HYMN  13.  Book  llh 

And  to  this  wretched  earth  came  down , 

To  bring  us  wand'rers  back  to  God! 

6  It  cost  him  death,  to  save  our  lives; 

To  buy  our  souls  it  cost  his  own; 

And  all  the   unknown  joys  he  gives, 

Were  bought  with  agonies  unknown, 
o  7  Our  everlasting  love  is  due 

To  him  who  ransom'd  sinners  lost; 
e  And  pitied  rebels,  when  he  knew 

The  vast  expense  his  love  would  cost. 

HYMN  U     CM.     Zion.     Hymn  2d.     [*] 
Divine  Love  making  a  Feast,  and  calling  in  the  Guests. 

Lake  x*wf  17,  83,  23. 
b  1  |TOW  sweet  and  awtul  is  the  place, 

Jtl  With  Christ  within  the  doors — 
—While  everlasting  love  displays 

The  choicest  of  her  stores! 
c  2  [Here  ev  ry  bowel  of  our  God, 

With  soft  compassion  rolls; 
. —  Here  peace  and  pardon,  bought  with  blood, 

Is  food  for  dying  souls.] 
o  3  While  all  our  hearts,  and  all  our  songs, 

Join  to  admire  the  feast; 
— Each  of  us  cry, with  thankful  tongues, 
c      "Lord,  why  was  I  a  guest?" 

4  "Why  was  I  made  to  hear  thy  voice, 

"And  enter  while  there's  room — 
"When  thousands  make  a  wretched  choice. 

"And  rather  starve  than  come?" 
o  5  'Twasthe  same  love  that  spread  the  fe: 

That  sweetly  forc'd  us  in; 
e  Else  we  had  still  refus'd  to  taste, 

Andperish'd  in  our  sin. 
— 6  (Pity  the  nations,  O  our  God, 

Constrain  the  earth  to  come; 
o  Send  thy  victorious  word  abroad, 

And  bring  the  strangers  home. 
— 7  We  long  to  see  thy  churches  full, 
o       That  all  the  chosen  race 

May  with  one  voice,  and  heart,  and  sc 

Sing  thy  redeeming  grace.) 


Book  Iff. HYMN  14,  15. 

1     ;  Sf^fa  of  Christ, 

males  d ■-. 

l  "VTOW  have  our  hearts  ei  rar  Got!, 

J^l   We  would  forget  all  earthly  charm/, 
And  wish  to  die,  as  Simeon  would, 
With  hi  iviour  in  his  arms, 

ii-  lips  would  le.  rn  that  joyful  song, 
W  re  but  our  hearts  prepared  like  his: 
"Our  souls  still  waiting  to  be  gone, 
And  at  thy  word  depart  in  peace. 
S   Here  >ve  have  seen  thy  face,  O  Lord, 
And  view'd  salvation  with  our  eyes — 
Tasted  and  felt  the  living  word. 
The  bread  descending  from  the  skies. 

4  Thou  hast  ptepar'd  this  dying  Lamb, 
Hast  set  his  blood  before  our  face — 
To  teach  the  terrours  of  thy  Name, 
And  shew  the  wonders  of  thy  grace. 

ile  is  our  light — our  morning  Star 
Shall  shine  on  nations  yet  unknown; 
o  The  glory  of  thine  Israel  here, 
An:'  irits  near  the  throne." 

HYMN   15.     C.  M.     [*] 

Our  Lord  Jesus  at  his  otvn  Table. 

1  [ri^IIE  menVry  of  our  dying  Lord 

JL     A  wakes  a  thankful  tongue: 
How  rich  he  spread  his  royal  board, 
bless'd  the  food  and  sung. 

2  Happy   the  men  who  eat  this  bread' 
But  doubly  bl  he, 

Who  gentl)  bow'd  his  loving  head, 
And  I  •   ;.';1  it,  Lord,  on  t 

3  B»  faith  the  same  delights  we  taste, 

that  great  fax  'rite  did; 
And  sit,  and  lean  on  Jesus'  br< 
And  take  the  heav'nly  brc 

.  the  palace  of  the  ski 
her  the  King  descends; 
■(*...      1 1 . ,  i     ..<..• 

And  drink  salvation,  friends. 

5  M>  flesh  is  food  and  physic  too> 
A  balm  for  all  your  paid 


448  HYMN  16,  17.         Book  lit. 

An  I  tlVe  red  streams  of  pardon  flow 
Fi  i  I  i  etns." 

6  Hosaiiria  to  his  bounteous  love, 
For  such  a  feast  below! 

And  yet  he  feeds  his  saints  above, 
With  nobler  blessings  too. 

7  Come,  the  dear  day,  the  glorious  hour, 
That  brings  our  souls  to  rest; 

Then  we  shall  need  these  types  no  more, 
But  dwell  at  th'  heav'nly  feast.] 

HYMN   16.     CM.     Canterhnrij.     [*bl 
The  Jicynies  of  Christ. 

1  [1\JOW  let«our  pains  be  all  forgot, 

JL^I   Our  hearts  no  more  repine; 
Our  sufF'rings  are  not  worth  a  thought, 
Lord,  when  compar'd  with  thine. 

2  In  lively  figures  here  we  see 
The  Weeding  Prince  of  Love; 

Each  of  us  hopes  he  dy'd  for  me, 
And  then  our  griefs  remove. 

3  Our  humble  faith  here  takes  hej 
While  sitting  round  his  board; 

And  back  to  Calvary  she  flies, 

To  view  her  groaning  Lord. 
e  4  His  soul,  what  agonies  it  felt 

When  his  own  God  withdrew; 
And  the  large  load  of  all  our  guilt. 

Lay  heavy  on  him  t  o. 
— 5  But  the  Divinity  within, 

Supported  him  to  bear: 
o  Dying,  ,e  conquer'd  hell  and  sin* 

And  m  •<  e  lus  triumph  there. 
g  6  Grace,  w  sdom,  justice,  juin'd  and  wro't 

T  e$s  of  that  day; 

No  mortal  tongue,  nor  mortal  thought, 

Can  equal  thinks  repay. 
©  7  Oar  hymns  should  sound  Like  tlmse  above, 

Could  we  our  voices  raise; 
e  Yet,  Lord,  our  hearts  shall  all  be  love, 
o      An  d  al  1  our  li\  e  s  b e  p  raise.] 

HYMN  17     "    a1      ~.     -'a  >iv<i  •  •*.     [*] 

Incomparable  Fond:  or.  the  Flesh  and  Blood  of  Christ, 
1    IJiTE  sin  -  th'aniazii  g  dee  Is, 
TT    That  grace  Divine  performs; 


Book  m. HYMN    18. 

.  ii  and  bleed 
To  nom  ioli  dj  ing  w  orms, 
I  i  e\  iving  wine, 
.:•  Saviour,  'wsthy  blood; 
o  We  th  ink  that  sacred  Mesh  of  thine, 
For  this  immortal  {nod. 

—  3  The  banquet  that  we  eat, 

Is  made  ofheav'nly  things; 
Earth  has  no  dainties  half  SO  sweet 
As  our  Redeemer  brings, 
c         4  In  vain  had  Adam  sought, 

rch'd  his  garden  round; 
»&  no  such  blessed  fro  I 
lu  all  the  happy  ground. 
5   [Th'  angelic  host  above 
Can  never  taste  this  load; 
They  feast  upon  thuir  Maker's  love,— 
Bat  not  a  Saviour's  blood.] 

—  6     On  us  til' almighty  Lord 

nee; 
And  meets  us  with  some  cheering  ward 
Y\  ith  |  le  isuj  e  in  his  Face. 
7   [Colin  b  Doping  saints, 

Ail-..  with  the  Kj 

•    will  dro  \\  complai  . 

ri::i  :  your  voice  to  Slug.] 

o 

ice  proclaim, 
I  [is  el'  r\   in  the 

•  •  \  3 

! 
l  [  TES  thy  feet! 

ti 

For  ! 


450 HYMN  19,  20.         Book  HI. 

4  Carnal  provisions  can  at  best, 

But  cheer  the  heart,  or  warm  the  head; 

But  the  rich  cordial  that  we  taste, 

Gives  life  eternal  to  the  dead, 
o  5  Joy  to  the  Master  of  the  feast, 

His  name  our  souls  forever  bless; 
o  To  God  the  King,  and  God  the  Priest, 

A  loud  hosanna  round  the  place.] 

HYMN  VJ.    L.    M.     Well*.     [*] 
J\ "ot  ashamed  of  Chiiist  Crucified. 
1  [  A  T  thy  command,  our  dearest  Lord, 

j\-  Here  we  attend  thy  dying  feast; 
Thy  biood,  like  wine,  adorns  thy  board, 
And  thine  own  flesh  reeds  ev'ry  guest. 
•2  Our  iaith  adores  thy  bleeding  love, 
And  trusts  for  life  in  One  who  dy'd. 
We  hope  for  heav'nly  crowns  above, 
From  a  Redeemer  crucify'd. 

3  Let  the  vain  world  pronounce  it  shame, 
And  Ring  their  scandals  on  the  cause; 
We  come  to  boast  our  Saviour's  name,    j 
And  make  our  triumphs  in  his  Cross. 

4  With  joy  we  tell  the  scoffing  age, 
He  that  was  dead  lias  left  his  tomb; 
He  lives  above  their  utmost  rage, 
And  we  are  waiting  till  he  come.] 

HYMN  2Q.   C    m!   St.  , 

Provisions  for  the  Table  of  ouw  Lord. 

1  [T  OriDi  we  adore  thy  bounteous  hand, 

JLi  And  sing  .the  solemn  ttj 
Where  sweti  celestial  daintier  stand, 
For  ev'ry  prilling  guest. 

2  The  tice  of  life  adorns  the  board, 
With  nch  immortal  fruit; 

And  ne'er  an  angry  flaming  sv 
To  guard  the  passage  toJt. 

3  The  cup  stands  crown'd  with  Hvii 
The  fountain  Mows  above; 

And  runs  down  streaming,  for  (-uv  use, 
In  rivulets  of  love. 

4  The  food's  prepar'd  by  heav'nly  art, 
The  pleasure's  weU  ri  +:ord; 


Book  III.  HYMN"  21.  451 

— ■ • 

They  spread  new  life  thro'  cv'rv  h< 
And  cheer  the  drooping  mind. 

0  5  Shout,  and  proclaim  the  Saviour's  I 
Ye  saints  that  I  i  me; 

Join  with  your  kindred  saints  above, 
In  loud  Hosannasjoin. 
V  thousand  gh  ries  to  the  God 
iicli  joy  as  this; 
Hosanna!  let  it  sound  abroad, 
And  reach  where  Jesus  is.] 

HYMN  21.    C.  M.    St.  Martina.     [*] 

-  iumphal  Feast    for  Christ's    Victon:    over    S/7, 
Death,  Bud 

1  [ipiOME,  let  us  lift  otlr  voices  high, 

v^   High  as  our  joys  a 
And  join  the  songs  above  the  sky, 
lere  pleasure  never  dies. 

2  Jesus,  the  God,  who  fought  and  bled, 
And  conquer'd  when  he  fell; 

\Yl«o  rose,  and,  at  his  chariot  wheels, 
Dr^gg'd  all  the  powers  of  hell: — 
the  God,  invites  us  here 
I  j  is  triumphal  ft 
Lbi  rgs  down 

Tor  each  redf 
The  Lord!  how  gloi  ii 
How  kind  his  smiles  appear! 
;  melting  words  I 
To  ev'ry  humble  ear — 

;.  ou,  the  ch  my  love. 

It  was    for  you  1  d'n 

I — 
An  .  my  side: 

p  6  These  are  the 

down  to  ii'  e  \ our  1 1 
[Justice  mm 


452  HYMN  32.  Book  II L 

8  When  hell,  and  all  its  spiteful  pow'rs, 
Stood  dreadful  in  my  way; 

To  rescue  those  dear  lives  of  yours, 
I  gave  my  own  a n  . 

9  But  while  I  bled  and  groan'd  and  dy'd; 
1  ruiii'd  Satan's  throne; 

High  on  my  cross  I  hung,  and  spy'd 

The  monster  tumbling  down.] 
o  10  Now  you  may  triumph  at  my  feast, 

And  taste  my  flesh,  my  blood; 
And  live  eternal  ages  bless'd — 

For  'tis  immortal  food." 
£  11  Victorious  God!  what  can  we  pay, 

For  favours  so  divine? 
— We  would  devote  our  hearts  away, 

To  be. for  ever  thine, 
o  12  We  give  thee,  Lord,  our  highest  praise, 

The  tribute  of  our  tongues; 
— But  themes  so  infinite  as  these, 

Exceed  our  noblest  songs. 

HYMN  22.     L.     M.     Quercy.     [*] 
The  Compassion  oj  a  dying  Christ. 

1    iTV-ft  spirits  join  t'  adore  the  Lamb; — 
e       \3  Oh,  that  our  feeble  lips  could  move, 
— In  strains  immortal  as  his  name, 
p  And  melting  as  his  dying  love! 
e  2  Was  ever  equal  pity  found? 
e  The  Prince  of  heav'n  resigns  his  breath, 

And  pours  his  life  out  on  the  ground, 
— To  ransom  guilty' worms  from  death, 
e  3  Rebels,  we  broke  our  Maker's  laws; 
— He  from  the  ihreat'ning  sets  us  free; 
0  Bore  the  full  vengeance  on  his  cross* 

And  nril'd  the  curses  to  the  tree. 

4  [The  lav/  proclaims  no  terrour  now, 
And  Sinai's  thunder  roars  no  more: 
From  all  his  wounds  new  blessings  flow, 
A  sea  of  joy  without  ashore. 

5  He;  e  we  have  wash'd  our  deepest  stains, 
-A  .    '.  o  u    >.  ouads  with  heavenly  blood; 


HI.         TIYMN   23*  24.  453 


iging  from  the  veins 

leans,  our  incarnate  God.] 
—6  In  vain  our   mortal  voices  strive     . 
To  speak  compassion  so  divine; 

o  Had  we  ;.  id  lives  to  give, 

A  thousan  '  lives  should  all  be  thine. 

I  I    C.  M.     Colchester,     [b*] 

Grate  and  Glory  by  the  Death  of  Ciitust. 
1    OIT  TING  around  our  Father's  board', 
O  We  raise  our  tuneful  breath; 
p   Our  faith  beh   Ids  hei  dying  Lord, 
—     And  dooms  our  sins  to  death. 
t  2  We  see  -he  bh  od  of  Jesus  shed 
o      Whence  all  our  pardons  rise; 
e  The  sinner  views  th*  atonement  made, 
mm     And  loves  the  sacrifice. 
e  3  Thy  cruel  thorns,  thy  shameful  cross, 
o      Procure  us  crowns; 

— Our  highest  gain  springs  from  thy  loss — 
Our  healing  from  thy  wounds. 
4  Oh'  'tis  impossible  that  we, 

Who  dwell  in  feeble  claj  , 
Should  oqual  suflfi  .iee, 

Or  equal  thanks  repay. 

HYMN  24.    6.  M.    Jbridge.    Bar  by.     [*] 

Pa  QhRIBT. 

1  TjVYTHER,  we  wait  to  feel  thy  grace, 
J    To  s  nine: 

Xhe  Lord  will  his  own  tabte  bless, 

And  make  the  feast  divi 

2  We  touch,  we  taste  the  heav'niy  bread, 
We  di  ink  ihm  up; 

With  outward  forms  our  sense  is 

Our  sbuh  rejoice  in  hope. 

Vc  shall  appear  before  the  throne 

Of  our  forgiving  God, 
Dress'd  in  the  garments  of  his  Son, 

And  sprinkled  with  his  blood. 
4  We  shall  be  strong  to  run  the  race, 

Arid  climb  the  upper  si 


454 HYMN  £5.  Book  III. 

Christ  will  provide  our  souls  with  grace — 
He  bought  a  large  supply. 

5  [Let  us  indulge  a  cheerful  frame, 
For  joy  becomes  a  feast! 

We  love   the  mem'ry  of  his  name, 
Mpre  than  the  wine  we  taste.] 

HYMN  25.     C.  M.     StwrnvuL     [*] 

le  Glories  and  Graces. 
1   "flOW  are  thy  glories  here  displayed, 

HI  Great  God!  how  bright  they  shine' 
While  at  thy  word,  we  break  the  bread. 

And  pour  the  flowing  wine! 
e  2  Here  thy  revenging  justice  stands, 

And  pleads  its  dreadful  cause; 
o  Here  saving  mercy  spreads  her  hands, 

Like  Jesus  on  the  cross. 
— 3  Thy  saints  attend,  with  ev'ry  grace, 

On  this  great  sacrifice; 
And  love  appears  with  cheerful  face,. 

And  faith  with  fixed  eyes, 
e  4  Our  hope  in  waiting  posture  sits, 

To  heav'n  directs  her  sight; 
o  Here  ev'ry  warmer  passion  meets, 

And  warmer  pow'rs  unite. 
o  5  Zeai  and  revenge  perform  their  part, 

And  rising  sin  destroy; 
c  Repentance  comes  with  aching  heart — 
—    Yet  not  forbids  the  joy. 

6  Dear  Saviour,  change  our  faith  to  sight. 
Let  sin  for  ever  die; 

o  Then  shall  our  souls  be  all  delight, 
And  ev'ry  tear  be  dry. 

1  CANNOT  persuade  myself  to  put  a  full  Period  to  these 
Divine  Hymns,  until  I  have  addressed  a  special  Song  of 
Glory  to  God  the  Father,  the  Son,  and  the  Holy  Spirit. 
Though  the  Latin  name  of  it,  Gloria  Palrii  he  retained 
in  the  English  Nation  from  the  Roman  Church;  and  though 
there  may  be  some  Kxcesses  of  superstitious  Honour  paid 
to  the  words  of  it,  which  may  have  wrought  some  unhappy 
prejudices  in  weaker  Christians;  yet  1  believe  it  still  to  he 
one  of  the  noblest  parts  of  Christian  W  Off  hip.  The  sub- 
ject of  it  is  the  doctrine  of  the  Trinity,  which  is  that  pecul- 
iar Glory  of  the  Divine  Nature,  that  our  Lord  Jesus  Christ 
has  so  clearly  revealed  unto  Menj  and  is  so  necessary  to 


'"•         HYMN  CG.  57. 

inity.  The   Vction  ia  Praise?  which  is  one  of  the 
of  lu-:iTcnl\  worship.     I 
into  ;i  \  ariety  of  Forms,  and  have  fitted 
fe,  bra  plain  Version,  or  a  larger  Paraphrase,  to  !>■ 

,   or   ■.»   the  eon  elusion  of  another   Hymn.  —  F 
''•d  a  few  If  i : mias,  or  Ascriptions  ui  9 
i  Christ,  in  use  Same  Manner,  and  for  the  same  End. 

A   SONG  OF  PRAISE 

Trinity^   Gbd  the  Father,  Son,  and 
Spirit. 

HYMN  2C>.     1st.     L.  M.     Weldon.     [*] 

1  YlLESS'D  be  the  Father  and  his  love, 
LJ  To  which  celestial  source  we  owe 

.  endless  joy  above, 
And  rills  of  comfort  here  below. 
o  2  Glory  to  thee,  great  Son  of  God, 
e  From  whose  dear  wounded  body  rolls 
A  precious  stream  of  vital  blood — ■ 
Pardon  and  life  for  dying  souls! 
— 3  We  give  thee,  sacred  Spirit,  praise. 
Who  in  oui*  hearts  of  sin  and  woe, 
:  tk'st  living  springs  of  grace  arise, 
o  And  int  i  b  mndless  glory  flow. 

I  rod  the  Father,  God  the  Son, 
And  C»od  the  Spirit,  we  adore; 

<  t  life  and  love  unknown, 
Without  a  bottom  or  a  shore. 

T.    1st.    CM.     Bethlehem.     [*] 
l   4  1  LORY  to  God  the  Father's  name— 
\X  Who  from  our  sinful  race, 
fav'rites  to  proclaim 

The  ' 

.:  (  id — 

e  •>■; 

p  And,  t«»  redeem  us 


456  HYMN  27— SO.         Book  III. 


g  4  Glory  to  God  vho  reigns  above, 
Th'  eternal  Three  in  One, 
Who  by  the  wonders  of  his  love, 
Has  made  his  nature  known. 

HYMN  28.     1st  S.  M.     [*] 

1  [T  ET  God  the  Father  live 

JLi    Forever  on  our  tongues: 
Sinners  from  his  first  love  derive 
The  ground  of  all  their  songs. 

2  Ye  saints,  employ  your  hreath 
In  honour  of  his  Son; 

Who  bought  your  souls  from  hell  and  death, 
By  offering  up  his  own. 

3  Give  to  the  Spirit  praise 
Of  an  immortal  strain; 

Whose  light  and  power,  and  grace  conveys 
Salvation  down  to  men. 

4  While  God  the  Comforter 
Reveals  our  pardon'd  sin, 

0  may  the  blood  and  water  bear 

The  same  record  within! 

5  To  the  great  One  in  Three, 
That  seals  this  grace  in  heaven, 

The  Father,  Son,  and  Spirit,  be 
Eternal  glory  given.] 

HYMN  29.    2d.    L.  M. 

1  flLORY  to  God  the  Trinity, 

vW    Whose  name  has  mysteries  unknown: 
In  essence  One,  in  persons  Three; 
A  social  nature,  yet  alone. 

2  When  all  our  noblest  pow'rs  are  join'd, 
The  honours  of  thy  name  to  raise; 
Thy  glories  over- match  our  mind, 

And  angels  faint  beneath  the  praise. 


T 


HYMN  20.    2d.    C.  M. 
HE  God  of  mercy  be  ador'd, 
Who  calls  our  souls  from  deatty 


Who  saves  by  his  redeeming  word, 
And  new  creating  breath.. 


>k  111.  HYMX.'I— 3G.  457 


T 


2  To  praise  the  Father  and  the  Son, 

And  Spirit,  all  divine — 
The  One  in  Three,  and   Three  in  One — 

Let  saints  and  angels  join. 

HYMN  31.    2d.    S.  M. 

1  T  ET  God  the  Maker's  Name, 
XJ     Have  honour,  love,  and  fear; 

To  God  the  Saviour,  pay  the  same, 
Arid  God  the  Comforter. 

2  Father  of  lights  above, 
Thy  mercy  we  adore; 

The  Son  of  thy  eternal  love, 
And  Spirit  of  thy  pow'r. 

HYMN  32.     3d.     L.  M. 
O  God  the  Father,  God  the  Son, 
And  God  the  Spirit,  Three  in  One, 
Be  honour,  praise,  and  glory  giv'n, 
By  all  on  earth,  and  all  in  heav'n. 

HYMN  33.     or  thus. 

ALL  glory  to  the  wondrous  name, 
Father  of  mercy,  God  of  love: 
Thus  we  exalt  the  Lord,  the  Lamb; 
And  thus  we  praise  the  heav'nly   Dove. 

HYMN  34.    3d.     C.    M. 
"VJ"OVV  let  the  Father,  and  the  Son, 
J3l    And  Spirit  be  ador'd; 
Where  there  are  works  to  make  him  known, 
O  ■  saints  to  loye  the  Lord. 

HYMN  35.     on  thus. 
ONOUR  to  the  Almighty  Three, 
And  everlasting  One; 
Ali  glory  to  the  Father  be, 
The  Spirit,  and  the  Son, 

AlN  36.     3d.S.  M. 
~\'F.  angels  round  the  throne, 
X      And  saints  that  dwell  below, 
Worship  the  Father,  love  the  Son, 
And  bless  the  Spirit  too. 


h 


I 


158  HYMN  37—39.         Book  II I. 

HYMN  3,\    or  thus. 

(1IYE  to  the  Father  praise, 
~X     Give  glory  to  the  Son: 
And  to  the  Spirit  of  his  grace 
Be  equal  honour  d' 

HYMN  38.     H.  M.     Allerton.     [*] 
Song  of   Praise  to  the  Blessed  Trinity, 
GIVE  immortal  praise 
To  God  the  Father's  love, 
For  all  my  comforts  here, 
And  better  hopes  above; 
o  He  sent  his  own  I  c  To  die  for  sins, 

Eternal  Son  |      That  man  had  done, 

—  2  To  God  the  Son  belongs 
Immortal  glory  too; 

e  Who  bought  us  with  his  blood 

From  everlasting  wee: 
o  And  now  he  lives,         I      An:l  sees  the  fruit 
o  And  now  he  reigns.  Of  all  his  pains, 

—  3  To  God  the  Spirits' name 
Immortal  worship  give, 
Whose  new  creating  pow'r 

♦    Makes  the  dead  sinner  live: 
o  His  work  completes  And  fills  the  soul 

The  great  design,  With  joy  divine. 

g  4       Almighty  God  to  thee 

Be  endless  honour  done; 
Tiie  undivided  Three, 
And  the  mysterious  One. 
t  Where  reason  fails,        I  o  There  Faith  prevails. 
With  ali  her  pow'rs — j       And  lov< 

HYMN  39.  H.  fif.     [*] 

1   ['TO  Him  who  chose  us  first, 
IL    Before  the  world  began, 

To  Him  who  bore  the  c\ 

To  save  rebeili 
To  Him  Who  fornfd  Is    i  .nse 

Our  hearts  anew,     ■     j 


v  HI.         HYMN  40— At. 459 

3  The  Father's  lovr  shall  run 
Through  oar  immortal  s 
We  bring  to  God  the  S~>n 
innas  on  our  tongues: 

Our  lips  address  With  erjual  pr a 

The  Spirit's  name  And  zeal  the  same. 

3   Let  ev'ry  saint  above, 

And  angels  round  the  throne, 

Forever  bless  and  love 

The  sacred  Three  in  One. 
Thus  heaven  shall  raise  I     When  earth  and  time 
His  honours  high,  Grow  old  and  die.] 


T° 


HYMN  40.    H.  M. 
O  God  the  Father's  throne 
Perpetual  honours  raise; 
Glory  to  God  the  boo, 
To  God  the  Spirit  praise; 
And  while  our  lips  Our  faith  adores 

Their  tribute  bring,  The  name  we  sing. 

HYMN  41.     or  thus. 

1  [rPO  our  eternal  God, 

B-      The  Father,  and  the  Son, 
And  Spirit  all  divine, 
Three  mysteries  in  one, 
Ltion,  power,  By  all  on  earth, 

And  praise  be  given,  •       And  all  in  heaven.] 


V 


THE  HOSANNA, 

or,  Salvation  ascribed  to  Christ, 
HYMN  42.    L.  M. 

1    H  J  OSANNA  to  king  David's  Son, 
B  A     Who  reigns  on  a  superior  throne: 

We'  :,ince  of  heav'nly  birth, 

Who  brings  salvation  down  to  earth. 
Letev'ry  nation,  er'ry  age, 

1  i  this  delightful  work  engage; 

( )ld  m 

The  g 


460 HYMN  43—45.         Book  III. 

HYMN  4X     C.  M. 

1  TTOSANNA  to  the  Prince  of  Grace:. 
XX     Zion,  behold  thy  King; 

Proclaim  the  Son  of  David's  race, 
And  teach  the  babes  to  sing. 

2  Hosanna  to  th'  incarnate  Word, 
Who  from  the  Father  came; 

Ascribe  salvation  to  the  Lord, 
With  blessings  on  his  Name. 

HYMN  44.     S.  M. 

1  TTOSANNA  to  the  Son 
XX    Of  David,  and  of  God; 

Who  brought  the  news  of  pardon  down, 
And  bought  it  with  his  blood. 

2  To  Christ,  th' Anointed  King, 
Be  enless  blessings  giv  n; 

Let  the  whole  earth  his  glory  sing, 

Who  made  our  peace  with  Heav*D. 

HYMN  45.     H.  M. 
1  TTOSANNA  to  the  King, 

XX     Of  David's  ancient  blood; 

Behold  he  comes  to  bring 

Forgiving  grace  from  God: 
JLet  old  and  young  And  at  his  feet 

Attend  his  way,  Their  honours  lay. 

Glory  to  God  on  high; 

Salvation  to  the  Lamb; 

Let  earth,  and  sea,  and  sky, 

His  wondrous  love  proclaim: 
Upon  his  head  And  ev'ry  age 

Shall  honours  vest,       |      Pronounce  him  ble.ss'd, 

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HYMNS 


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FROM  VARIOUS  AUTHORS. 


HYMN  1.     L.  M.     Old  Hundred.  [*] 
Being-  of  God.     Ps.  civ. 
e  1  fllHRRE  is  a  God — all  nature  speaks, 

m.  Through  earth,  and  air,  and  sea,  and  skies; 
o  See,  frjrn  the  clouds  his  glory  breaks. 

When  the  tirst  beams  of  morning  rise. 
«-2  The  rising  sun  serenely  bright, 

O'er  the  wide  world's  extended  frame, 
Inscribes  in  characters  of  light, 
His  mighty  Maker's  glorious  name. 
o  3  TheflowYy  tribes  all  blooming  rise, 

Above  the  weak  attempts  of  an; 
e  The  smallest  worms,  the  meanest  flies, 

Speak  swe.t  conviction  to  the  heart. 
— 4  Ye  curious  minds,  who  roam  abroad, 

trace  creation's  wonders  o'er, 
e  Confess  the  footsteps  of  the  God; — 
a  Bow  down  before  iim — and  adore.     Steele. 

HYMN  %     C.  M.     Tunhridgr.     [b«] 
Gooduess  of  God.     Naluun  i,  7. 

1  ^t^E  bumble  souls,  approach  your  God, 

1      With  songs  of  sacred  praise; 
For  he  is  good,  immensely  good, 
A  id  kind  are  all  his  ways. 

2  Ail  nature  owns  his  guardian  care. 
in  him  We  live  and  move; 

o  But  nobler  benefits  declare 
The  wonder*,  of  his  love. 
Ik*  gave  his  Son,  his  only  Son, 
To  ransom  rebel  worms; 


4  HYMN  3,  4.  Select. 

■■»■    . ! — . , 

— 'Tis  here  he  makes  his  goodness  known, 

1 1  its  divinest  forms. 
t  4  To  this  dear  refuge,  Lord,  we  come; 

1  Vis  here  our  hope  relics; 
o  A  safe  defence,  a  peaceful  hnme, 

When  storms  of  trouble  rise. 
—5  Thine  eye  beholds,  with  kind  regard, 

The  souls  who  trust  in  thee; 
Their  humble  hope  thou  wilt  reward, 

With  bibs  divinely  free, 
o  6  Great  God,  to  thy  almighty  Love, 

What  honours  shall  we  raise? 
Not  all  the  raptar'd  songs  above, 

Can  rca  ler  equal  praise.  Steele. 

HYMN  3.  CM.     Mitcham.  Arundel.     [*] 

God  the  Creator. 
1  "INTERNAL  Wisdom,  thee  we  praise, 

JCj     Thee  the  creation  sings; 
With  thy  lcv'd  name,  rocks,  hills,  and  seas, 
And  heav'ns  high  palace  rings. 
g  2  Thy  hand,— how  wide  it  spread  the  sky! 

How  glorious  to  behold! 
— Ting'd  with  a  blue  of  heav'nly  die, 
And  starr'd  with  sparkling  gold. 
3  Thy  glories  blaze  all  nature  round, 

And  strike  the  gazing  sight, 
Thr</  skies,  and  seas,  and  solid  ground, 
With  terrour  and  delight. 
g  4  Infinite  strength,  and  equal  skill, 
Shine  through  the  worlds  abroad; 
e  Our  souls  with  vast  amaze  ?^ent  fill, 

And  speak  the  builder— God. 
•«— 5  Rut  still  the  wonders  of  thy  grace 
c      Our  softer  passions  move; 
Pity  divine  in  Jesus*  face, 

We  see,  adore,  and  love.  Watts. 

HYMN  4.     C.  M.     Bedford.     [*] 
Sovereignty  and  Dominion  of  God. 
a  1  "1TEEP  silence— all  created  things, 
J\.  And  wait  your  Maker's  nod; 
My  soul  stands  tremhling  while  she  sings 
The  honours  of  her  God. 


L HYMN  5. ^ 

2   Gife,  death,  and  hell,  and  worlds  unknown, 

Hang  on  his  firm  decree; 
lie  sirs  on  no  precarious  throne. 

Nor  borrows  reave — to  bi  . 
I  Chain'd  to  his  throne  a  volume  V 

With  all  the  fates  of  men; 
With  evVy  angel's  form  and  size, 

Drawn  be  th'  eternal  pen. 
—4  His  providence  unfolds  the  book,. 

And  makes  his  counsels  shine; 
Each  opening  leaf,  and  ev'ry  stroke. 

Fulfils  some  deep  design. 

5  (Here  he  exalts  neglected  worms, 
To  sceptres  and  a  crown; 

And  there,  the  following  page  he  turns. 
And  treads  the  monarch  down. 

6  Not  Gabriel  asks  the  reason  why, 
Nor  God  the  reason  gives; 

Nor  dares  the  favourite  angel  pry, 
Between  the  folded  leaves.) 
€  7  My  God,  I  would  not  long  to  see 
My  fate,  with,  curious  eyes; 
What  gloomy  lines  are  writ  for  me, 
Or  what  bright  scenes  may  rise. 
— -8  In  thy  fair  book  of  life  and  gracca 
O  may  I  find  my  name, 
Recorded  in  some  humble  place, 

Beneath  my  Lord — the  Lamb.     Watts. 

HYMN   5.     L.  P    Al.    67  .J  ft  lit  V.v.     [*] 
God's  J\\imc  proclaimed,     L'.\.  u&iv,  '"> — S. 
1     A  T  r^Nl),  my  soul,  the  voice  divine, 
l\.  And  mark  what  beaming  glories  shine, 
Around  thy  condescending  GodJ 
To  us — to  us,  lie  still  proclaims, 
e  His  awful,  his  endearing  names; 

Attend,  and  sound  them  aii  abroad, 
Jehovah  1,  the  sovereign  Lord, 
4tThe  mighty  God,  be  h<  'a, 

"Down  to  the  earth  my  footsteps  b 
■:      *My  heart  the  tender*  ows, 

"Goodness,  full  streaming  Wide  o\  rfl  >ws 
"Ajul  grace  and  truth  shall  never  i 

v- 


6 HYMN  6,  7. Select. 

3  "My  patience  long  can  crimes  endure, 
%'My  pard'ning  love  is  ever  sure, 

"When  penitential  sorrow  mourns; 
"To  millions,  thro*  unnumber'd  years, 
"New  hope  and  new  delight  it  bears; 
"Yet  wrath  against  the  sinner  burns.'* 
o  4  Make  haste,  my  soul,  the  vision  meet, 
e  All  prostrate  at  thy  Sovereign's  feet, 
—     And  drinjc  the  tuneful  accents  in: 
o  Speak  on,  my  Lord,  repeat  the  voice, 
Diffuse  these  heart  expanding  joys, 

Till  heav'n  repeat  the  rapt'rous  scene. 
Doddridge. 

HYMN  6.    C.  M      Colchester.     [*] 
Adam:  or9  the  Full  of  Man.     Gen.  iii. 
1   |~|N  mar.,  in  his  own  image  made, 

\J  How  much  did  God  bestow! 
The  whole  creation  homage  paid, 
And  own'd  him  Lord  below. 
o  2  He  dwelt  in  Eden's  garden,  stor'd 
With  sweets  for  ev'ry  sense; 
And  there,  with  his  descending  Lord, 
He  walk'd  in  confidence. 
e  3  But  oh!  by  sin  how  quickly  chang'd! 
His  honour  forfeited; 
His  heart  from  God  and  truth,  estrang'd, 
His  conscience,  fill'd  with  dread. 
—4  Now  from  his  Maker's  voice  he  flies, 
Which  was  before  his  joy; 
And  thinks  to  hide  amidst  the  trees, 

From  an  all-seeing  eye. 
5  Compell'd  to  answer  to  his  name; 

With  stubbornness  and  pride, 
He  cast  on  God  himself  the  blame, 
Nor  once  for  mercy  cried. 
9  6  But  grace,  unask'ri,  his  heart  subdu'd, 
And  all  his  guilt  forgave: 
By  faith  the  promised  Seed  he  view'd, 

And  felt  the  pownr  to  save.  Newton. 

HYM>:  7.    H,  M      Aluuon,     [*] 
Types  of  the  J\lc%siah.    ileb.  iv,  2. 
1  "ISRAEL  in  ancient  da) ., 
A    Not  only  heed  a  view 


Select HYMN   8, 

Of  Sinai  in  a  blaze, 

But  learn'd  the  gospel  too: 
The  t\  pes  and  figures  were  a  glass, 
In  winch  they  saw  the  Saviour's  face. 

2  The  paschal  sacrifice. 

And  blood  besprinkled  door, — 
Seen  witu  enlightened  eyes, 

And  once  apply'd  with  pow'r, 
Would  teach  the  need  of  other  blocd, 
To  reconcile  an  angry  God. 

3  The  lamb,  the  dove,  set  forth 
His  perfect  innocence, 

Whr.se  blood  of  matchless  worth 
Should  be  the  soul's  defence: 
For  he  who  can  for  sin  atone, 
Must  have  no  failings  of  his  own. 

4  The  scape-goat  on  his  head, 
The  people's  trespass  bore; 

And  to  the  desert  led, 
Was  to  be  seen  no  more: 
In  him  our  Surety  seem'd  to  say, 
d  "Behold,  I  bear  your  sins  away." 
— -     5  Dipp'd  in  his  fellow's  blood, 
The  living  bird  went  free: 
The  type,  well  un  lerstood, 
Exprcss'd  the  sinner's  plea — 
c  Describ'd  a  guilty  soul  enlarg' ', 

And  by  a  Saviour's  death  discharg'dL 
o      6  Jesus,  I  love  to  trace. 

Throughout  the  sacred  page, 
The  footsteps  oi  thy  grace, 
The  same  in  e^'ry  age! 
— O  grant  that  I  may  faithful  bef 

To  clearer  Light  vouchsafe  to  me!     Cowper. 

HYMN  8.     7\.    RnUeminz  Love.     [*] 
JBij'th  of  the  Saviour. 

1  II  ARK!  the  herald  angels  sing, 
II.    "Glory  to  the  new-bern  King! 

"Peace  on  earth,  and  metcy  mild, 

"God  and  sinners  reconcil'dtM 

2  Joyful,  all  ye  nations,  rise, 

the  triumph  ut'  the  skies; 


8  HYMN  9.  Select, 

"  Vith  th'  angelic  host  proclaim, 

Christ  is  lxM*n  in  Bethlehem. 

4  Veil'd  in  flesh — H\e  Godhead  see, 

Hail  th'  incarnate  Deity; 

Pleas'd  as  man  with  men  t'  appear, 

Jesus  our  Emmanuel  here. 
o  5  Hail  the  heav'n-born  Prince  of  Peace* 

Hail  the  Sun  of  Righteousness! 

Light  and  life  to  all  he  brings, 

Ris'n  with  healing  in  his  wings. 
e  6  Mild,  he  lays  his  glory  by; 

Born,  that  man  no  more  may  die; 

Born,  to  raise  the  sons  of  earth; 

Born,  to  give  them  second  birth.  Rippon's  Col. 

HYMN  9.     C.  M.     Bethlehem.      [*] 
Joy  of  Jlngete  at  the  Saviour's  Birth, 

1  XTTHIL'E  shepherds  watch'd  their  flocks  by 
▼  ▼       All  seated  on  the  ground,  [  nighty 

The  angel  of  the  Lord  came  down, 
And  glory  shone  around. 
e  2  "Fear  not,"  said  he,  for  mighty  dread 

Had  seiz'd  their  troubled  mind, 
o  "Glad  tidings  of  great  joy  I  bring, 

"To  you  and  all  mankind. 
b  3  "To  you  in  David's  town,  this  day, 
"Is  born  of  David's  line, 
"The  Saviour,  who  is  Christ  the  Lord, 

"And  this  shall  be  the  sign:— . 
4  "The  heav'nly  Babe  yon  there  shall  find, 
"To  human  view  display'd, 
e  "All  meanly  wrapp'd  in  swaddling  bands, 

"And  in  a  manger  laid." 
— 5  Thus  spake  the  seraph;  and  forthwith 
Appear'd  a  shining  throng 
Of  angels,  praising  God,  who  thus 
Address'd  their  joyful  song: — 
s  6  "All  glory  be  to  God  on  high, 

"And  to  the  earth  be  peace; 
g  "Good  will  henceforth  from  heav'n  to  men, 
"iic.^iii,  and  never  cease."  Patric  or  Tate* 


Select  HYMN  10,  11, 


HYMN   10.    C.  M      Devize  a.     [*] 

Jlntrel'8  Sovg.     Luke  ii,  8 — 14. 
o   1  "OHEPHhRDS,  rejoice;  lift  up  your  eyes, 
*3      'And  send  v  our  Fe  us  away  ; 
"News  from  *he  region  ot"  the  skies — . 
u      uSalvation,s  born  to-da\! 
e  2  "Jesus,  the  God,  whom  angels  fear, 

1  Comes  do^n  !o  dwell  with  •  on, 
— "To  day  he  makes  his  entrance  here, 
e      "But  not  as  monarchs  r'o. 

3  *  No  gold,  nor  pufp  e  swaddling  bands, 

•'Nor  royal  shinmg  things; 
"A  noanger  for  his  cradle  stands, 
a      "And  holds  the  King  of  kings! 
o  4  "Go,  shepherds,  where  the  Infant  lies, 

"And  see  his  humble  thr  n<  ; 
p  "With  tears  of  joy  in  all  >our  eves, 

"Go,  shepherds,  kiss  'he  S  n." 
—5  Thus  Gabriel  sang — and  straight  around. 
The  hetv'nlv  armies  throng: 
Tuey  tune  their  harps  to  loftj  sound, 
And  thiiN  conclude  the  soni;: — 
s  6   "Glory  to  God  who  reigns  above, 
tlLe>t  peace  surround  the  earth; 
"Mortals  shall  know  their  Maker's  love, 
"At  their  Redeemer's  birth. M 

Watts  Hor  .  Lyr. 

HYMN   11.     8,   6&5.     C/irisimas.     [*] 
Chri.'itmas  JUorn. 

oil    IFT  up  your  heads  in  joyful  hope, 

JLi       Salute  the  happy  morn: 
—       Each  tieav'nl)  pow'r, 
o  Proclaim  the  glad  hour; 

s  Lo,  Jesus  the  Saviour  is  born! 
p  2  All  glory  be  to  God  on  high, 

To  him  all  praise  is  due; 
o  The  promise  is  seal'd  — 

Tile  Saviour's  rcveal'd — 
And  proves  that  the  record  is  true. 
$  3  Let  joy  around  like  rivers  flow; 

Flow  on,  and  still  increase; 


H) HYMN  12. Select. 

Spread  o'er  the  glad  earth, 

At  Emmanuel's  birth — 
For  heaven  and  earth  are  at  peace. 
c  4  Now  the  good  will  of  God  is  shewn 

Towards  Adam's  helpless  race; 
o  Messiah  is  come — 

To  ransvjm  his  own — 
To  save  them  by  infinite  grare. 
o  5  Then  let  us  Join  the  hcav'ns  above, 

Where  hymning  seraphs  sing; 
s           Join  all  the  glad  pow'rs — 
For  their  Lord  is  ours— • 
Our  Prophet,  our  Priest,  and  cur  Kinp:. 
Maden's  Col. 

HYMN  1%    C    P.  M     Pilgrim,     [b] 

Infancy  of  the  Saviour. 
p  1   |~V  SIGHT  >.f  anguish!  view  it  near, — . 
vJ     Wiiat  weeping  innocence  is  here— 
A  manger  for  his  bed! 
— The  brutes  yield  refuge  to  his  woe — 
e  Men,  worse  than  brutes,  no  pity  show, 

Nor  give  him  friendly  aid! 
o  2  Why  do  no  rapid  thunders  roll? 

Why  do  not  tempests  rock  the  pole? 
e       O  miracle  of  grace! 
o  Or  why  no  angels  on  the  wing, 

Warm  for  the  honour  of  their  king, 
e       To  punish  all  the  race! 
e  3  Tho'  now  an  Infant  bath'd  in  tears* 
o  He  call'd  to  form  the  rolling  spheres; 
g       And  seraphs  own'd  his  nod! 
e  Helpless  he  calls,  but  men  delay: — 
e  Ungrateful  sinners  disobey 

The  first  born  Son  of  God! 
—4  Say,  radiant  seraphs,  thron'd  in  light, 
o  Did  love  e'er  tow'r  so  high  a  flight? — 
e       Or  glory  sink  so  low? 
—    This  wonder  angels  scarce  declare; 
Angels  the  rapture  scarce  can  hear, 
Or  equal  praise  bestow. 
e  5  Redemption!  'tis  a  boundless  theme; 
Thou  boundless  Mind,  our  hearts  inflame,—* 
With  ardor  from  above: 


t.  HYMN  13,14, 11 

a  «-  but  faint,  lee  joy  express — 
\  .  n  is  UiCr    jq) — let  actions  bless — 
rins  pr<  dig)  <  •  lore. 

HYMN    13.    C.  M.  Arundel.  [*] 
Christ's  Ministry.    Luke  iv,  18,  10. 
d  1  K¥ARK,-~ the  glad  sound!-  the  Saviour  comes 

i  1     The  Saviour  promised  long! 
— L«.t  ev'ry  heart  prepare  a  throne  — 
A: id  ev'r)  voice  a  song. 
2  On  him  the  Spirit,  Largely  pour'd, 

Exerts  its  sacred  rue; 
Wisdom  and  might,  and  zeal  and  love. 
His  holy  breast  inspire, 
o  3  He  comes — the  pris'riefs  to  release, 

In  Satan's  bnnd-.ge  held; 
o  The  gates  of  brass  before  him  burit — 

The  iron  fetteis  yield! 
o  4  lie  comes— from  thickest  films  of  vice 

To  clear  the  mental  ray; 
o  And  en  the  eye-balls  of  the  blind, 
To  pour  celestial  day. 

c  5  He  comes — the  br-ken  heart  to  bind— 

The  bleeding  soul  to  cure, 
o  And,  with  the  treasures  of  his  grace, 

T'  enrich  the  humble  poor. 
e  6  Our  glad  hosannas,  Prince  of  Peace, 

Thy  welcome  shall  proclaim; 
And  heaVn's  eternal  arches  ring 

With  thy  beloved  name.  Donniunc*" 

HYMN  14.  L.  M.  Islington.     I*] 

Christ's   Example. 

1  1^1^  ls  the  g  >spel  peace  and  love? 
1\.  Such  let  our  convt  r-  ition  be; 

Tlie  serpent  blended  with  the  dov<  ,-- 
W  isdom  and  met  k  simplicity. 

2  V 

And  tempt  i  ur  thoughts  <  r tongues  to  atl 
'en  us  lift  our  i  yes, 

Bright  pattern  of  the  Christian  life. 


IS HYMN  15,  16. Select 

3  O  how  benevolent  and  kind! 

How  mild — huw  ready  to  forgive! 

Be  tais   lie  temper  of  oir  mind, 

And  these  the  i  tiles  by  which  we  live. 

4  To  do  his  beay'ni)  Father's  will, 
Was  his  emplo)  met  and  delight; 
Humility  and  hoh  zeal 

Shone  through  ins  life  divinely  bright. 

5  Dispensing  g^od  where'er  lie  came, 
The  Labours  of  ois  lift  were  Love; 
Then,  if  we  bear  the  Saviour's  name, 

Bv  his  example  et  us  move  Steele. 

HYMN   15.     L.  M       W   a     .     [*j 

Christ's  Transfiguration      Matt,  xvii,  4. 

1  VV^HEN  at  this  dist  i  ,a    Lord     vc  -.race 

¥  ▼  The  various  glori<  s  o;  th  face, 
What  transport  pours  o'er  ail  our  breast, 
And  charms  our  cares  and  woes  t  .  rest! 

2  With  thee,  in  the  obscurest  cell 

On  some  bleak  mountain  would  I  a  well; 

Rather  than  pompous  courts  behuld, 

And  share  their  grandeur  and  their  gold. 
d  3  Away,  ye  charms  of  mortal  joy! 

Knptures  divine  my  thoughts  employ! 
o  I  »ee  the  King  of  glory  shine; — 
e  I  feel  his  love,  and  call  him  mine 
—4  On  Tabor  thus  his  servants  view'd 

His  lustre,  when  transform'd  he  stood; 

And,  bidding  earthly  scenes  farewell, 

Cried,  "Lord,  'tis  pleasant  here  to  dwell.'" 
— 5  Yet  still  our  elevated  eyes 

To  nobler  visions  long  to  rise; 
o  That  grand  assembly  would  we  join, 

Where  all  thy  saints  around  thee  shine, 
d  6  That  mount-how  bright!  those  forms-how  fair 
o  'Tis  good  to  dwell  forever  there: 
— Come,  death,  dear  emoy  of  our  God, 
__Aud  hear  me  to  that  hlesr  abode.     Doddridge. 

riYMN    !6.     L.   Ai.   tircsdni.     [*] 
Christ  weeping  over  Jerusalem.    Luke  xix,  41,  42. 
p  1  V|rHAT  venerable  signt  appears?— 

V  7      The  Son  of  God— dissolv'd  in  tears!— 


Select. HYMN  17. 1 3 

Trace,  O  my  soul,  with  sad  surprise^ 

The  sorrows  of  a  Saviour's  eyes. 

c  2  For  whom,  bless'd  Jesus,  we  would  kno\r. 

Doth  such  a  sacred  torrent  flow? — 

What  brother,  or  what  friend  of  thine, 

Is  grae'd  and  mourn'd  with  drops  divine? 
—3  Nor  brother,  there,  nor  friend  I  see — 
d  But  sons  of  pride  and  cruelty; 

Who  like  rapacious  tygcrs  stood. 

Impatient,  panting  for  thy  blood. 
p  4  Dear  Lord,  and  did  thv  gushing  eyes 

Thus  stream  o'er  dying  enemies? 

And  can  thy  tenderness  forget 

The  sinner  humbled  kt  thy  feet? 
e  5  With  deep  remurse  our  bowels  move, — 

That  we  have  wrong'dsuch  matchless  love; 
e  Thy  gentle  pity,  L>rd,  display, 

Aud  smile  these  trembling  fears  away. 
—6  Give  us  to  shine  before  thy  face, 

Eternal  trophies  of  thy  grace; 
o  Where  songs  of  praise  thy  saints  employ, 

And  mingle  with  a  Saviour's  joy.     Doddridge. 

"  HYMN   17.     7s.    St.  Jo/m'*.         [b] 

Gcthsemane:  or,  Jlgtny  in  the  Garden.   Matt.  xxvi,36— 45 

1   TV/I" ANY  woes  had  Christ  endur'd, 
i-TJL    Many  sore  temptations  met, 

Patient  and  to  pains  iuur'd! 
e  But  the  sorest  trial  yet 

Was  to  be  siibtain'd  in  thee, — 
c  Gloomy — sad — Getasemane! 
e  2  Came  at  length  the  dreadful  night] 
d  Vengeance,  with  its  iron  rod, 

Stood,  and  with  collected  might, 

BruisM  the  harmless  Lamb  of  God: 
p  See,  my  soul,  the  Saviour  see — 

Prostrate  in  Gcthsemane. 
e  S  There  my  God  bore  all  my  gnilt; 
—This,  through  grace,  can  be  belie 
e  But  the  torments  which  he  feit, 

Are  too  vast  to  be  conceiv'd: 

None  can  penetrate  through  thee — 
a  Doleful — dark — Ciethsen 

S&LECT 


14  HYMN  18. Select- 

4  All  my  sins  against  my  God — 
e  All  my  sins  against  his  laws — 

All  my  sins  against  his  blood — 

All  my  sins  against  his  cause: — 
e  Sins  as  boundless  as  the  sea! 

Hide  me,C)  Gethsemaue! 
— 5  Here's  my  claim,  and  here  alone; 

None  a  Saviour  more  car.  wed; 

D.eds  of  righteousness  I've  none; 

Not  a  work  that  I  can  plead: 

Not  a  glimpse  of  hope  f  >r  me, 

Only  in  Gethsemaue. 
o  6  Father,  Son,  and  Holy  Ghost, 

One  almighty  God  of  love, 

Prais'd  b>  all  the  heav'nly  host, 

In  thy  shining  courts  above — 

We  poor  sinners,  gracious  Three; 

Praise  thee  for  Gethsemaue.  Hart. 

HYMN  18.  C.  M.     China,    [b] 

The  Saviozir's  Death. 

e  1  T^ROM  whence  these  direful  omens  round, 

JL       Which  heav'n  and  earth  amaze! 
Wherefore  do  earthquakes  cleave  the  ground. 

Why  hides  the  sun  his  rays? 
— 2  Well  may  the  earth  astonish 'd  shake. 

And  nature  sympathize: 
The  sun  as  darkest  night  be  black — 
a      Their  Maker,  Jesus — dies. 
p  3  Behold,  fast  streaming  from  the  tree — 

His  all  atomng  blood1 
£  Is  this  the  In  fin  ite?— - 'tis  he — 

My  Saviour  and  my  God. 
p  4  For  me — these  pangs  his  soul  assail 

For  me — this  death  is  borne; 
My  sins  gave  sharpness  to  the  nail, 

And  pointed  ev'ry  thorn. 
—5  Let  sin  no  more  my  soul  enslave: 
d       Break,  Lord,  its  tyrant  chain; 
c  O  save  me,  whom  thou  cam'st  to  s 

Nor  bleed — nor  die  in  vain. 


ct  HYMN  19,20. [5 

I  MN  19.     L.  M.     Carthage.    Munich,     [b*] 
//  i«  finished    John  xix,  3o. 

1  TI^IS  iinishM: — so  the  Saviour  cried; 

M.      And  meekly  bow'd  his  head,  and  died' 
"Tig  finish \\: — yes,  the  nice  is  run, — 
The  battle  fought,  the  victory  won. 

2  ' Tis  finished— all  that  Heav'n  decreed, 
And  all  that  ancient  prophets  said, 

Is  now  fuihU'd,  as  w  is  design'd, 
In  me,  the  Saviour  of  mankind. 

'  lis  finished: — Aaron  now  no  more 
Must  stain  his  robes  with  purple  gore; 
The  saried  veil  is  rent  in  twain, 
The  Jewish  rites  no  more  remain, 

4  *Tis  finish'd: — this  my  dying  groan 
Shall  jins  of  ev'ry  kind  atone; 

o  Millions  shall  be  redeem 'd  from  death., 
— By  this  my  last  expiring  breath. 

5  'Tis  fmish'd: — Heav'n  is  reconc'ilM, 
And  all  t'.\e  pow'rs  of  darkness  spoil'd: 

o  Peace,  love,  and  happiness,  again 
Return  and  dwell  with  sinful  men. 
— 6  '  Tis  fmish'd: — let  the  joyful  sound 
heard  thro'  all  the  nations  round: 
rk  Bntah'd: — let  the  echo  fly, 
Thro*  heav'n  and  hell,  thro'  earth  and  sky. 

Dr.  Stkxxf.t. 

HYMN   20.  L.  M.       Dresden,     [b*] 
Christ's  Dying-,  Rising,  ami  Reigning. 
p   1   TIE  dies! — the  Friend  ftf  sinners  dies! 

I.A     Lo!  Salem's  daughter's  weep  around1 
a  A  s  Lemn  darkness  veils  the  skies! 
d  A  sudden  trembling  shakes  the  ground! 
t   :  ('   rtie,  saints,  and  drop  a  tear  or  two, 

*  him  who  groau'd  beneath  your  load;^ 
p  He  shed  a  thousand  drops  for  you — 
A  thousand  drops  of  richer  blood, 

3  Here's  love  and  grief  beyond  degree — 
a  The  Lord  of  glory  dies  for  men! 

o  Hut,  lo!   what  sudden  joys  we  see! 
d  Jesus  the  dead — revives  again! 


16  HYMN  gl,  gg.  Select. 

o  4  The  rising  God  forsake*  the  tomb! 

Up  to  his  Father's  courts  he  Hies! 
g  Cherubic  legions  guard  him  home, 

And  shout  him  welcome  to  the  skies! 
u  5  Break  off  your  tears,  ye  saints,  and  tell 

How  high  our  great  Deliv'rer  reigns; 
o  Sing  how  he  spoil'd  the  hosts  of  hell, 
d  And  led  the  tyrant  death — in  chains, 
s  6  Say,  "Live  forever  glorious  King, 

"Born  to  redeem,  and  strong  to  save!" 
d  The.i  ask — "O  death,  wher^  is  thy  sting? 

And  where  thy  vic'try  boasting  grave?" 

HYMN  21.  7s.    Redeeming  Love.  [*] 
Christ's  Resurrection.     Matt,  xxviii,  6. 
d  1   WW  ARK!  the  herald  angels  say, 

JTX     Christ,  the  Lord,  is  ris'n  to-day! 
o  Raise  your  joys  and  triumphs  high, 

Let  the  glorious  tidings  fly. 
e  2  Love's  redeeming  work  is  done! 

Tii'  battle's  fought,  the  rict'ry  won! 

Lo!  the  sun's  eclipse  is  o'er; 

Lo!  he  sits  in  blood  no  more. 
— 0  Vain  the  stone,  the  watch,  the  seal — 

Christ  has  burst  the  gat?s  of  hell; 

Death  in  vain  forbids  his  rise; 

Christ  has  open'd  Paradise, 
o  4  Lives  again  our  glorious  king, 
d  "Where,  O  death,  is  now  thy  sting?" 
e  Once  he  died  our  souls  to  save, 
d  "  Where's  thy  vict'ry,  boasting  grave?* 
— 5  What  though  once  we  perish'd  all, 

Partners  of  our  parents  fall; — 
O  Second  life  we  shall  receive, 

And  i  i  Christ  forever  live.  Cudwokth*. 

HYMN  22.    7s.     Efiifihaity.     [*] 

Christ's  Ascension. 
s  1    TTf  AIL,  the  day  that  saw  him  rise, 

Vm.     Ravish'd  from  our  wishful  eyes; 
e  Christ  awhile  to  mortals  giv'n, 
Reascends  his  native  heaven: 


Select.  HYMN  23. 17 

— There  the  pompous  triumph  waits; 
e  Lift  four  »    lis,  eternal  g  a 
Wide  unfold  the  radiant  scene, 

"Take  the  King  of  glory  in!" 
—  2  Him  too'  highest  heav'n  receives, 

Still  he  love* the  earth  he  leaves; 

Tho'  returning  to  his  throne, 

Sill  he  calls  mankind  his  own. 

Still  for  us  Ue  intercedes, 

Prevalent  his  death  he  pleads; 

Next  himself  prepares  a  place, 

Harbinger  of  human  race. 
c  3  Master,  (may  we  ever  say,) 

Taken  from  the  world  away, 

See  thy  faithful  servants,  see, 

Ever  gazing  up  to  thee. 

Grant)  though  parted  from  our  sight, 
—High  above  yon  azure  height, — 

Grant  our  souls  may  thither  rise — 

Following  thee  bey  end  the  skies. 
o  4  Ever  upward  let  us  move, 

Wafted  on  the  wings  of  love; 

Looking  when  our  Lord  shall  come — 

Looking  for  a  happier  home. 
0  There  we  shall  with  thee  remain, 

Partners  of  thy  endless  reign; 

There  thy  face  unclouded  see- 
Find  a  heav'n  of  heav'ns  in  thee. 

HYMN    :\>.     L.    M.     Ofiorto.     [*] 
Christ's  Death,  liesurreetinn  and  Ascension.     Acts  iij 

-36. 
1   l*K)ME  tune,  yc  saints,  your  noblest  strains, 

\J  \\  ur  dying,  rising  Lord  to  sing; 
And  echo,  to  the  heavenly  plains, 
The  triumphs  of  your  Saviour  King, 
\    In  Songs  of  grateful  rapture  tell, 
;  fow  li«  subdu'd  your  potent  i 
SubduSj  the  pow'rs  of  death  and  hell, 
i,  dyipg,  finish 'd  all  your  woes. 
Then  to  his  glorious  throne  on  high, 
irn'd;  while  hymning  angels  round, 
■  '  the  bright  an  sky, 

The  God,  the  conquering  God,  resound* 
*2 


18  HYMN   24,  £5.  Select. 

■  — ■    —  <  ■  ■        .   .  — 

4  Almighty  love,  victorious  pow'r! 
Not  angel  tongues  can  e'er  display 
Tne  wonders  of  that  dreadful  hour— 
The  joys  of  that  illustrious  day. 

5  Then  well  may  mortals  try  in  vain, 
In  vain  their  feeble  voices  raise; 

Yet  Jesus  hears  tiie  humble  strain, 
And  kindly  owns  our  wish  to  praise. 

6  Dear  Saviour,  let  thy  wondrous  grace, 
Fill  ev'ry  heart,  and  every  tongue; 
Till  the  full  glories  of  thy  face, 

Inspire  a  sweeter,  nobler  song.  Steele* 

HYMN    24      7s!      Redeeming  Love.     [*] 
Christ's    Resurrection  and  Ascension.    Matt,  xxviii,  !2. 
d  1     A  NGELS  roll  the  rock  away! 

J\.  Death,  yield  up  the  mighty  prey! 
3  See,  the  Saviour  quits  the  tomb — 

Glowing  with  immortal  bloom. 
u  2  Shout,  ye  seraphs;  Gabriel,  raise 

Fame's  eternal  trump  of  praise; 
—Let  the  earth's  remotest  bound, 

Echo  to  the  blissful  sound. 
o  3  Now,  ye  saints,  lift  up  your  eyes; 

See  the  Conqueror  mount  the  skies; 

Troops  of  angels  on  the  road, 

Hail  and  sing  th'  incarnate  God. 
g  4  Heav'n  unfolds  her  portals  wide- 
Glorious  Hero,  thro' them  ride; 

King  of  glory,  mount  thy  throne, 

BounJless  empire  is  thine  own. 
s  5  Praise  him,  ye  celestial  choirs, 

Praise,  and  sweep  your  golden  lyres; 

Praise  him  in  the  noblest  songs, 

From  ten  thousand  thousand  tongues. 
— 6  Let  Emmanuel  be  ador'd — 
d  Ransom,  Mediator,  Lord; 
o  To  creation's  utmost  bound, 

Let  tb'  immortal  praise  resound.    Gibbons. 

HYMN  ^o.     b,  7\  &  ^TYamrjortlu     [*] 
Praise  to  the  Redeem  eh. 


'M 


IGH1  Y  God,  wruieaugeL  blest  thee, 

May  an  infant  lirjsthy  name? 


Select.  HYMN  £6. 1^9 

— Lord  of  man,  as  well  as  angels, 

Thou  art  every  creature's  theme. 
o         Hallelujah. 

Hallelujah,  hallelujah.     Amen. 
— 2  Lord  of  every  land  and  nation, 

Ancient  of  eternal  days! 
o  Sounded  through  the  wide  creation, 

Be  thy  just,  exalted  praise.  Hal. 

g  3  For  the  grandeur  of  thy  nature- 
Grand  beyond  a  seraphs  thought— 
For  created  works  of  power, 

Works  with  skill  and  kindness  wrought.    HaL 
4  For  thy  providence  that  governs, 

Thro'  thine  empire's  wide  domain; 
e  Wings  an  angel — guides  a  sparrow — 
o      Blessed  be  thy  gentle  reign.  Hal. 

e  5  But  thy  rich,  thy  free  redemption, 

Dark  thro'  brightness  all  along! 
e  Thought  is  poor,  and  poor  expression, 
a      Who  dare  sing  that  awful  song?  Hal. 

— 6  Brightness  of  the  Father's  glory, 
e      Shall  thy  praise,  unutter'd  lie? 
d  Fly,  my  tongue,  such  guilty  silence! 
o      Sing  the  Lord  who  came  to  die.  Hal. 

e  7  Did  archangels  sing  thy  coming? 

Did  the  shepherds  learn  their  lays? 
— Shame  would  cover  me,  ungrateful, 

Should  my  tongue  refuse  to  praise.  Hal. 

8  From  the  highest  throne  in  glory, 
a       To  the  cross  of  deepest  wo — 

All  to  ransom  guilty  captives' 
s      Flow  my  praise,  for  ever  flow.  Hal* 

o  9  Go,  return,  immortal  Saviour; 

Leave  thy  footstool,  take  thy  throne: 
g  Thence  return,  and  reign  for  ever; 

Be  the  kingdom  all  thine  own. 

Hallelujah,  &c.  Robinson. 

HVMX  26.    C.  M.    Marlborough.     [*] 
Coronation  of  C/m'st.    Cant,  in,  11. 
l     A  LL  hail  the  power  eff  Jesus1  name! 
JCV  Let  angels  prostrate  fall; 


£0  HYMN    27.  SHort. 

Bring  forth  the  royal  dradem, 
And  crown  him — Lord  of  all. 

2  Crown  him,  ye  morning  stars  of  light, 
Who  fix'd  this  Abating  ball; 

Now  hail  the  strength  of  Israel's  might, 
And  crown  him — Lord  of  all. 

3  Crown  him,  ye  martyrs  of  our  God, 
Who  from  his  altar  call; 

Extol  the  stem  of  Jesse's  rod, 
o       And  crown  him — Lord  of  all. 
—-4  Hail  him,  ye  heirs  of  David's  line, 
Whom  David,  Lord,  did  call; 
The  God  incarnate!  Man  Divine'- 
o       And  crown  him — Lord  of  all. 
— 5  Ye  chosen  seed  of  Israel's  race, 
Ye  ransom'd  from  the  fall, 
Hail  him  who  saves  you  by  his  grace, 
o       And  crown  him — Lord  of  all. 
e  6  Sinners,  whose  love  can  ne'er  forget, 

The  wormwood  and  the  gall; 
—.Go  spread  your  trophies  at  his  feet, 
o       And  crown  him — Lord  of  all. 
7  Let  every  kindred,  every  tribe, 
On  this  terrestrial  hall, 
g  To  him  all  majesty  ascribe, 

And  crown   urn — Lord  of  all.  Duiviant. 

HYMN  27.     6  &  4.     Trinity.     [*]' 
Jesus  is  Kiiij.     Rev.  xiv,    3. 
1    T  ET  us  awake  our  joys, 

\j  Strike  up  witty  cheerful  voice — 
Each  creature  sing; 
Ange Is — begin  the  s^ng, 
Mortals — the  strains  prolong. 
In  accents,  sweet  and  strong, — 
o       "Jesus  is  King." 
■2  Proclaim  abroad  his  name, 
Tell  of  his  matchless  fa  me — 
What  wonders  done; 
-at  through  heli's  dark  profound. 
Let  the  whole  earth  resound, 
Till  the  high  heav'u's  i  e behind' — 
•'The  vict'ry's  won." 


Select HYMN    28. JH 

-*-3   He  vanquish 'd  sin  and  hell, 

And  the  last  foe  will  quell; 
e       Mourners  rejoice! 

His  dying  love  adore: 
o  Praise  him  now  rais'd  in  power, 

And  triumph  ever  more, 
With  a  glad  voice. 
o  4  All  hail  the  glorious  day, 

When  thro*  the  heav'nly  way, 
g      Lo,  he  shall  come! 
c  While  they  who  piere'd  him  wail, 

His  promise  shall  not  fail; 
o  Saints,  see  your  King  prevail: 
d       Come,  dear  Lord,  come!  Kingsbury. 

HYMN  28.     H.  M.     Triumph.     [*] 
The  Kingdom  of  Christ.    Phil,  iv,  <k 
s  1  TTIEJOICE— the  Lord  is  King! 
L\  Your  God  and  King  adore; 
Mortals  give  thanks  and  sing, 

And  triumph  evermore: 
Lift  up  the  heart,  lift  up  the  voice, 
Rejoice  aloud,  ye  saints  rejoice. 
2  Rejoice— the  Saviour  reigns? 

The  God  of  truth  and  love; 
When  he  had  purg'd  our  stains, 

He  took  his  seat  above: 
Lift  up  the  heart,  lift  up  the  voice, 
Rejoice  aloud,  ye  saints  rejoice. 
— 3  His  kingdom  cannot  fail, 

He  rules  air,  earth,  and  heaven; 
The  keys  of  death  and  hell 
Are  to  our  Jesus  giv'n: 
o  Lift  up  the  heart,  Uft  up  the  voice, 

Rejoice  aloud,  ye  saints  rejoice. 
—5  He  all  his  foes  shall  quell, 
Shall  all  our  sins  destroy; 
And  every  bosom  swell, 
With  pure  seraphic  joy; 
©  Lift  up  the  heart,  lift  up  the  voice, 

Rejoice  aloud,  ye  saints  rejoice. 
a    6  Rejoice  in  glorious  hope, 

Jesus  the  Judge  shall  come — 


I1YMX  29.   SO.  Select. 

And  take  his  servants  up 
To  their  eternal  home: 
g  We  soon  shall  hear  the  irehahgfet's  voice: 

Tl  e  Lru  np  -f  Ci  d  shall  sound — rejoice!  Uippox. 

HYMN  29      C.  M.     Sivanwkk.     [*] 

Glorias  of  God  in   Redemptirn.    Isai.  xliv,  2.1. 
g  1  "BLATHER — how  wide  thv  glory  shines! 

-T      How  high  thy  wonders  rise! 
o  Kn  >wn  thro  the  earth  by  thousand  signs, 

By  thousands  thr  >'  the  skies. 
d  2  But  when  we  view  thy  strange  design, 

To  save  rebellious  worms; 
p  Where  vengeance  and  compassion  join, 

In  their  divinest  forms; — 
g  3  Here  the  whole  Deity  is  known; 
e       Nor  dares  a  creauire  guess — 
e  Which  of  the  glories  brightest  shine — 
d       The  justice  or  the  grace. 
b  4  Now  the  full  glories  of  the  Lamb, 

Adorn  the  heav'nly  plains: 
Bright  seraphs  learn  Emmanuel's  name, 

And  try  their  choicest  strains. 
o  5  O  may  I  bear  some  humble  part, 

In  that  immortal  song! 
s  Wonder  and  joy  shall  tune  my  heart, 

And  love  command  my  tongue. 

Watts.  Hor.  Lyr. 

HYMN  30      6  &  4.    C.  M      H»rmn?idsey.  [*]   " 
Worthy -the  Lamb.     Rev.  v,   ll2. 
o  1    4MLORY  to  God  on  high: 

xJT     Let  heaven  and  earth  reply— 
o  Praise  ye  his  Ndme! 

—  His  love  and  grace  adore, 
e       Who  all  our  sorrows  bore; 

—  And  sing  for  evermore — 
o  Worthy  the  Lamb. 

—  2  All  they  around  the  throne 
o       Cheerfully  join  in  one, 

Praising  his  Name: 
We,  who  have  felt  his  blood, 
Sealing  our  peace  with  Godf 


Select  IIYMX  31 1  Z-2. 

S  and  his  dear  oarne  abroad — 

o  Worthy  the  Lamb. 

—  3  Join  all  \c  ran^bm'd  race, 
Our  Lord  and  God  to  bl< 

o  Praise  ye  his  name: 

o      In  him  we  will  rejoice. 

And  make  a  joyful  noise, 
o       Shouting  with  heart  and  voice — 
u  Worthy  the  Lamb. 

e      4  What  tho'  we  change  our  place  — 

—  Yet  we  shall  never  cease 

Praising  his  name: 
o       To  him  our  songs  we  bring — 
s       Hail  him  our  gracous  King, 
And  without  ceasing  sing, 

Worthy  the  Lamb.  Hill's  Col. 

HYMN  31.     L.   M.     Munich.    Vloreton.     [*] 
Christ' 's  Intercession.     Heb.  vii,  25. 

1  TTE  lives — the  great  Redeemer  li\  e>; 
o       m\     What  joy  the  blest  assurance  gives; 
— And  now  before  his  Father  G   d, 

Pleads  the  full  merits  of  his  blood, 
e  2  Repeated  crimes  awake  our  fears, 

And  justice,  arm'd  with  frowns,  appears; 
— But  in  the  Saviour's  lovely  1 
o  Sweet  mercy  smiles — and  ail  is  peace! 
— 3  Hence,  then,  ye  black,  despairing  thoughts — 

Above  our  fears,  above  our  faults, 
o  His  powerful  intercessions  rise; 

And  guilt  recedes,  and  terrour  dies. 
e  4  In  evYy  dark  distressful  hour, 

When  sin  and  Satan  join  their  pow'r, 
— Let  this  dear  hope  repel  the  dart — 

That  Jesus  bears  us  on  his  heart. 

5  Great  Advocate,  almighty  Friend! 

On  him  our  humble  end; 

o  Our  cause  can  never,  never  fail, 

F   r  Jesus  plei  ill,     Stttlk. 


H 


HYMN  32.    8&  .  .     C.  [*] 

Praim 

AIL,  thou 

Th<  n  biing; 


24 HYMN  S3. Select. 

By  thy  death  thou  didst  release  us, 
From  the  tyrant's  deadly  sting. 

2  Paschal  Lamb,  by  God  appointed, 
All  our  sins  on  thee  were  laid; 

Great  High  Priest,  by  God  anointed, 
Thou  hast  full  atonement  made. 

3  Contrite  sinners  are  forgiven, 
Through  the  virtue  of  thy  blood: 

OpenM  is  the  gate  of  heaven, 

Peace  is  made  for  man  with  God. 
g  4  Jesus,  hail!  enthron'd  in  glory: 
There  for  ever  to  abide; 
All  the  heav'nly  hosts  adore  thee, 
Seated  at  thy  Father's  side. 
e  5  There  for  sinuers  thou  art  pleading, 
There  thou  dost  our  place  prepare; 
Ever  for  us  interceding, 
Till  in  heaven  we  appear, 
o  6  Glory,  honour,  pow'r,  and  blessing, 

Thou  art  worthy  to  receive; 
o  Loudest  praises,  without  ceasing, 

Meet  it  is  for  us  to  give.    Rippon's  Cot.. 

HYMN  S3.     7s.     Redeeming  Love,     [*] 
Redeeming  Love. 
o  1  VfOW  begin  the  heav'nly  theme, 

1/^1      Sing  aloud  in  Jesus'  name; 
— Ye  who  Jesus'  kindness  prove, 

Triumph  in  redeeming  love. 

2  Ye  who  see  the  Father's  grace, 

Beaming  in  the  Saviour's  face, 
o  As  to  Canaan  on  ye  move, 

Praise  and  bless  redeeming  love. 
e  3  Mourning  souls,  dry  up  your  tears, 

Banish  all  your  guilty  fears; 
o  See  your  guilt  and  curse  remove, 

Cancell'd  by  redeeming  love. 
e  4  Ye,  alas!  who  long  have  been 

Willing  slaves  of  death  and  sin>' 
— Now  from  bliss  no  longer  rove, 

Stop,  and  taste  redeeming  love. 
o  5  Welcome,  all  by  sin  oppress'd— 

Welcome  to  his  sacred  rest: 


Srlrrt.  HYMN  S4,  35.  55 

thing  brought  him  from  above, 

Nothing — but  redeeming  love. 
o  6  He  subdu'd  th'  internal  pow'rs; 

His  tremendous  fines  and  ours, 

From  their  cursed  empire  drove, 

Mighty  in  redeeming  love, 
o  7  Hither,  then,  your  music  bring, 

ike  aloud  each  joyful  string; 
— Mortals,  j<-in  the  hosts  above — 
g  Join  to  pr.nse  redeeming  lo<-e.     Maden's  Col. 

HYMN  34.     Q.  M.     Windsor.     Plymouth.  [*] 
The  Necessity  of  Renewing  Grace. 
c  1  TJIOW  helpless  guilty  nature  lies, 

JLJL  Unconscious  of  its  Ioadl 
e  The  heart,  unchang'd,  can  never  rise 

To  happiness  and  God. 
p  2  The  will  perverse,  the  passions  blind, 
In  paths  of  ruin  stray; 
Reason,  debas'd,  can  never  find 
The  safe,  the  narrow  way. 
e  3  Can  ought,  beneath  a  pow'r  divine, 

The  stubborn  will  subdue? 
o  'Tis  thine,  almighty  Saviour,  thine, 

To  form  the  heart  anew. 
— 1   Tis  thine  the  passions  to  recal, 
And  upward  bid  them  rise; 
And  make  the  scales  of  errour  fall, 

From  reason's  darken'd  eyes. 
5  To  chase  the  shades  of  death  away, 

And  bid  the  sinner  live; 
A  beam  of  heav'n,  a  \  ital  ra)  — 
'Tis  thine  alone  to  give, 
p  6  ()  change  these  wretched  hearts  of  ours, 

A- id  give  them  life  divine! 
o  Then  shall  our  passions  and  our  pow'rs, 
Almighty  Lord,  be  thine! 

HYMN   35.     S.    M.      Watchman.     [•] 
erjor  the  Spirit.    John  liv,  2G. 

1   flOME,  11-  iy  Spirit,  come, 

\J     Let  thy  bright  beams  arise; 
Dispel  the  sorrow  from  our  minds — 
The  darkness  from  our  eyes. 
Skl&ct.  3 


26 HYMN  36. Select. 

2  Convince  us  of  our  sin; 
Then  ler^d  to  Jesus'  blood; 

And  to  our  wond'ring  view  reveal 
The  secret  love  of  God. 

3  Revive  our  drooping  faith; 
Our  doubts  and  tears  remove; 

And  kindle  in  our  breasts  the  flame 
Of  never  dying  love. 

4  'lis  thine  to  cleanse  the  heart-** 
To  sanctify  the  soul — 

To  pour  fresh  life  in  ev'ry  part, 

And  lie w -create  the  whole, 
o      5  Dwell,  Spirit,  in  our  hearts; 

Our  minds  from  bondage  free; 
o  Then  shall  we  know,  and  praise,  and  Love, 

The  Father.  Son,  and  Thee.  Hart. 

HYMN   36      L.  M.     Carthage,     [b] 
Sorrow  far  Shi. 
p  1   f\  THAT  ray  load  of  sin  were  gone! 
V*     O  that  I  could  at  last  submit! 

At  Jesus'  feet  to  lay  me  down — 

To  lay  my  soul  at  Jesus'  feet. 
e  2  Rest  for  my  s^ul  1  long  to  find: 

Saviour  <i  all,  if  mine  thou  art — 

Give  me  thy  meek,  thy  lowly  mind,  ■ 

And  stamp  thine  image  on  m\  heart. 
— 3  Break  off  the  yoke  of  inbred  sin, 

And  fully  set  my  spirit  free; 

I  cannot  rest  till  pure  within, 

Till  I  am  wholly  lost  in  thee. 

4  Fain  would  I  learn  of  thee,  my  God; 

Thy  light  and  easy  burden  prove — 

The  cross,  all  stain'd  with  hallow 'd  blood — 

The  labour  of  thy  dying  love. 
d  5  I  would—but  thou  must  give  the  pow'r, 

My  heart  from  ev'ry  sin  release; 

Bi'ing  near,  bring  near  the  joyful  hour, 

And  fill  me  with  thy  perfect  peace, 
o  6  .Come,  Lord,  the  drooping  sinner  cheer, 

Nor  let  thy  chariot  wheels  delay; 

Appear,  in  my  poor  heart  appear; 

My  God.  my  Saviour,  come  away. 


cL  HYMN   37,  38. 27 

iIVMN  37.    C.  M.    Canterbury.    Wantage,    [b] 
Repentance. 

1  I  JOW  oft,  alas'  this  wretched  heart 
1JL    Has  wander'd  from  the  Lord! 

How  oft  my  roving  thoughts  depart, 
Forgetful  of  hh  word! 

2  Yet  Sovereign  mercy  calls — "Return: 
Dear  Lord,  and  may  I  come! 

My  vile  ingratitude  I  mourn: 
O  take  the  wanderer  h. me. 

3  And  canst  thou — wilt  thou  yet  forgive, 
And  bid  my  crimes  remo\  e? 

Add  shall  a  pardon'd  rebel  live, 
To  speak  thy  wondrous  love.     - 

4  Almighty  grace,  thy  healing  pow'r, 
How  glorious — how  divine! 

That  can  to  life  and  bliss  restore, 
So  vile  a  heart  as  mine. 

5  Thy  pard'ning  love — so  free — so  sweet — 
Dear  Saviour,  I  adcre; 

0  keep  me  at  thy  sacred  feet, 

And  let  me  rove  n>,more.  Stkele. 

HYMN  38.     L.  M.     Ar.nlcy.      [b] 
Sinners  submitting  to   God. 

1  "VlfEAilY  of  struggling  with   ny  pain, 

f  ?       Hopeless  to  burst  tins  sinful  chain, 
At  length  I  give  the  contest  o'er, 
And  seek  to  free  myself  no  more. 

2  From  my  own  works  at  last  T  cease — 
God,  who  creates,  must  seal  my  peace; 
Fruitless  my  toil,  and  vain  my  care, 
Unless  thy  sovereign  grace  1  share. 

c  3  Lord,  I  despair  myself  to  heal, 

1  see  my  sin,  but  cannot  feel; 

I  cannot,  till  thy  Spirit  blow, 

And  bid  th!  obedient  waters  flow. 
— 4  'Tis  thine  a  heart  of  flesh  to  gi . 

Thy  gifts  I  only  can  receive; 

Here  then  to  thee  I  all  resign, 

To  draw,  redeem,  and  seal  is  thine. 


£8 HYMN  39,  40, Select. 

o  5  Speak,  gracious  Lord,  my  sickness  cure, 
M  ke  my  infected  nature  pure; 
Peace,  righteousness,  and  jay,  impart, 
And  pour  thyself  into  niv  heart. 

HYMN  39.     C.  Al.     Reading,     [b  *] 
Sinner  resolving  to  go  to   Christ.    Esth.  iv,  16. 
I   riOME,  humble  sinner,  in  whose  breast 

\~J     A  thousand  thoughts  revolve; 
Come  with  your  guilt  and  fear  oppressed 
And  make  this  last  resolve: — 
o  2  "III  go  to  Jesus,  though  my  sin 
MH  ith  like  a  mountain  rose; 
"I  know  his  courts,  I'll  enter  in, 
•'Whatever  may  oppose, 
e  3  "Prostrate  I'll  lie  before  his  throne, 

"And  there  my  guilt  confess; 
q  'Til  tell  him  I'm  a  wretch  undone, 

"Without  his  sovereign  grace, 
e  4  "111  to  the  gracious  King  approach, 

"Whose  sceptre  pard  n  gives; 

— *  Pel  haps  he  may  command  my  touch— 

"And  then  the  suppliant  lives. 

5  "Perhaps  he  will  admit  my  plea, 

"Perhaps  will  hear  my  prayer; 

e  "But  if  J  pevish,  I  will  pray, 

"And  perish  only  there. 
—6  *'I  can  but  perish  if  I  go, 
"I  am  resolv'd  to  try; 
"For  if  I  stay  away,  I  know 

"I  must  for  ever  die."  Jones. 

~~  HYMN  40.     7  &  6.     Clark's,     [b  *] 
The  Heart  healed  by  Mercy. 
1    OIN  enslav'd  me  many  years, 

©     And  led  me  bound  and  blind; 
Till  at  length  a  thousand  fears 

Came  swarming  o'er  my  mind. 
Where,  (I  said  in  deep  distress,) 

Will  these  sinful  pleasures  end? 
How  shall  I  secure  my  peace, 

And  make  the  Lord  my  friend? 


Select  HYMN  41,  42.  gp 

— 2  Friends  and  ministers  said  much, 

Tae  gospel  to  enforce; 
e  But  my  blindness  sriil  was  such, 

I  chose  a  legal  course: 
Much  I  fasted,  watch'd,  and  strove, 

Scarce  would  shew  my  face  abroad; 
e  Fear'd,  almost,  to  speak,  or  move — 

A  stranger  still  to  God. 
— 3  Thus  afraid  to  trust  his  grace, 

Long  time  did  1  rebel; 
e  Till  despairing  of  my  case, 

Down  at  his  feet  1  fell: 
o  Then  my  stubborn  heart  he  broke, 

And  subdu'd  me  to  his  sway; 
By  a  simple  Wi  id  he  spi  fce — 
d       "Thy  sins  are  done  iway."  Cow?. 

HYMN  41.     L.  M,     Islington.     [*] 
The  happy   Change, 
e  1  TN  sin,  by  blinded  passions  led, 

X     In  search  of  fancied  good  we  range; 

The  paths  of  disappointment  tread, 

To  nothing  fix'd — but  love  of  change. 
— 2  But  when  the  Hoi)  Ghost  imparts 

A  knowledge  of  the  Saviour's  love; 

Our  wand'ring,  wear),  restless  hearts,, 

Are  then  renew'd,  no  more,  to  ro\e. 
o  3  Tsow  a  new  principle  takes  place, 

Which  guides  and  animates  the  will; 
— This  love,  another  name  for  grace. 

Constrains  to  good,  and  baib  from  ill. 
o  4   By  loves  pure  Light  vve  soon  perceive 

Our  nobles    bliss  and  pr  per  end; 

And  gladly  ev'iy  idol  leave, 

'I  o  to  ir  Loi  d  an  !  Friend. 

HYMN  42.     L   M.     Portugal,      [b*] 
7  aces  of  the  Spirit  experienced.   John  xiv,16,17 

e  1    |  |£AR  1  -  i  d-^-a  1 1  stj 

If      In  such  a  wreti  t  as  mine* 

d  Unworthy  dwcllii     — 
Favours  ast<  nl  hing  dh 
*3 


3» HYMN  43. Select. 

e  2  When  sin  prev  tils,  and  gloomy  fear, 

And  hope  almost  expires  in  night. 

L  rd,  can  thy  Spirit  then  be  here 
—Great  spring  of  comfort,  life,  and  light* 
o  3  Sure  the  blest  Comforter  is  nigh; 

'Tis  he  sustains  my  fainting  heart; 

Else  would  my  hopes  forever  die, 

And  ev'ry  cheering  ray  depart. 
— 4  When  some  kind  promise  glads  my  soul, 

Do  I  not  find  his  healing  voice 

The  tempest  of  my  fears  control, 

And  bid  my  drooping  pow'rs  rejoice. 

5  Whene'er  to  call  the  Saviour  mine, 
With  ardent  wish  my  heart  aspires? 
Can  it  be  less  than  pow'r  Divine, 
Which  animates  these  strong  desires; 

6  And  when  my  cheerful  hope  can  say, 
d  "I  love  my  God,  and  taste  his  grace," 
e  Lord,  is  it  not  thy  blissful  ray, 

Wnich  brings  this  dawn  of  sacred  peace? 

— 7  Let  thy  kind  Spirit  in  my  heart 
Forever  dwell,  O  God  of  love; 

o  And  light,  and  heav'nly  peace  im part- 
Sweet  earnests  of  the  joys  above.        Steele. 

HYMN  43      8s.     Bethany.     [*] 
Power  of  Faith.    Rom.  i,  17. 

1  FBlHE  moment  a  sinner  believes, 
A     And  trttsis  in  his  crucified  God, 
o  His  pardon  at  once  he  receives — 

Redemption  in  full  through  his  blood, 
o  2  Tho'  thousands  and  thousands  of  foes, 

Against  him  in  malice  unite — 

Their  rage  he,  thro' Christ,  can  oppose, 

Led  forth  by  the  Spirit  to  fight. 
— 3  The  faith  that  unites  to  the  Lamb, 

And  brings  such  salvation  as  this, 

Is  mote  than  mere  fancy,  or  name — 
d  The  work  of  Gtfd's  Spirit  it  is. 
o  4  It  treads  on  the    world,  and  on  hell, 

It  vanquishes  death  and  despair, 
e  And  what  is  still  stranger  to  tell, 
d  It  overcomes  heav'n  by  prayer. 


Sclcrt.  II\MX  44,45. £1 

5    It  says  to  the  mountains,  "Depart," 

That   stands  bet  a  ixt  Ood  and  the  soul; 
t  It  binds  up  the  broken  in  heart, 

And  makes  wounded  c  msciences  whole — 
— 6  Bids  sins  of  a  crimson  like  dye 

Be  spotless  as  snow  and  as  white; 
o  And  raises  the  si'  ner  on  high. 

To  dwell  with  the  angels  of  light  Hart. 

HYMN  44.    S.  M.    Peckhant.     [*] 

Preciousness  of  Faith.     Eph.  ii,  8.     2  Pet.  i,  t:- 

1  l^Vl  ITI— 'tis  a  precious  grace, 
JF      Where'er  it  is  bestow  \i: 

It  boasts  of  a  celestial  birth, 
And  is  the  gift  of  God. 

2  Jesus  it  owns  as  King, 
And  all-atoning  Priest; 

It  claims  no  merit  of  its  own, 
But  Looks  for  all  in  Christ. 

3  To  him  it  leads  the  soul, 
When  fill'd  with  deep  distress; 

Flies  to  the  fountain  of  his  blood, 
And  trusts  his  righteousness. 

4  Since  'tis  thy  work  alone, 
And  that  divinely  free; 

Lord,  send  the  Spirit  of  thy  Son, 

To  work  this  faith  in  me.  Bedomf 

HYMN  45.     C.  M.     Arundel.     [*] 
Faith  encouraged  by  Ancient  Example,     ileb.  x\,'\r 
o  1    |  JISE,  O  my  soul,  pursue  the  path, 
JLli     By  ancient  worthies  troJ; 
A  spiling  view  those  holy  men, 
Who  liv'd  and  walk'd  with  God. 

. — 2  Tli)'  dead,  they  speak  in  reason's  cr.r, 
And  in  example  li\  e; 
Their  faith*  and  hope,  and  mighty  deeds, 

5  ill  fresh  instruction  give. 

o  3  Twas  thro'  the  Lamb's  most  precious  blood, 
They  conquer'd  ev'ry  foe: 
And  to  his  po  A  Y  and  matchless  grace, 
Their  crowns  o\ 


38 HYMN  46,47.  Select. 

— 4  Lord,  may  I  ever  keep  in  view, 
The  patterns  tUou  hast  giv  n — 
And  ne'er  forsake  the  bkssed  road, 

That  led  them  safe  toheav'n.    Needham. 

HYMN46.L.M.    Oporto.     [*] 
The  7ieiv  Convert. 

1  npHE  new-born  child  of  gospel  grace, 

JL    Like  some  fair  tree  v\  hen  summer's  nigh, 
Beneath  Emmanuel's  shining  face, 
Lifts  up  his  blooming  branch  on  high. 

2  Nor  fears  he  feels — he  sees  no  foes — 
No  conflict  yet  his  faith  employs; 

Nf^r  has  he  learn'd  to  whom  he  owes 
The  strength  and  peace  his  soul  enjoys. 

e  3  But  sin  soon  darts  its  cruel  sting; 
And  comforts  sinking  day  by  day, 
Wnat  seem'd  his  own,  a  self-fed  spring, 
Pro^t  s  but  a  brook  that  glides  away. 

— 4  Wh-n  Gideon  arm'd  his  num'rous  host, 
The  Lord  sc-on  made  his  numbers,  less; 
And  said,  "Lest  Israel  v&infry  boast, 

d  "My  arn  secur'd  me  this  success." 

e  5  Tnus  will  he  bring  our  spirits  down, 
And  draw  our  ebbing  cun. furls  low; 

— That,  sa^  'd  by  gi  ace,  but  not  our  own, 

We  may  not  claim  the  praise  we  owe.  Cowper. 

HYMN  47    C    M.    Canterbury.    [*] 

Comforts,  True  and  False. 
1  £\  GOL).  whose  favourable  eye 

\.J    i  he  sin-sick  soul  revives; 
Holy  and  heav'nh  is  the  joy, 
Thy  shining  presence  gives, 
e  2  Not  such  as  hypocrites  suppose, 
Who  with  a  graceless  heart, 
Ta  te  not  of  thee,  but  drink  a  dose, 
Prepar'dby  Satan's  art, 
—3  Intoxicating  joys  are  theirs, 

Wno,  while  they  boast  their  light, 
And  seem'd  to  soar  above  the  stars, 
Are  plunging  into  night. 


Select HYMN  4 s. 53 

c  4  Lufl'ti  in  a  soir  and  fatal  Bleeps 

They  sin,  and  yet  rej.n\  c; 
t  Were  they  indeed  the  Sin iour'i  sheep, 

Would  they  not  tiear  his  voice? 
— 5  Be  mine  the  comforts  that  reclaim 

The  soul  from  Satan's  pow'r; 
e  That  make  me  blush  t'oi   what  I  am, 

And  hate  my  sin  the  more. 
— 6  'Tis  joy  enough,  my  All  in  All, 

At  thy  dear  feet  to  lie; 
Thou  wilt  not  let  me  lower  fall, 

And  none  cmi  higher  fly.  Cowper. 

""  HYMN  4ii.     C.  M.     j\/*ar.     [*] 

Zeal,  True  and  False. 
1  fWRAL  is  thai  pure  and  heav'nly  flame, 
JlA   The  fire  of  love  supplies; 
e  While  that  which  often  bears  the  name, 

Is  se!f  in  a  disguise. 
c  2  True  zeal  is  merciful  and  mild, 

Can  pity  and  forbear; 
d  The  false  is  headstrong,  fierce  and  wild; 

And  breathes  revenge  and  war. 
— 3  While  zeal  for  truth  the  Christian  warms, 
II  •  knows  'he  worth  of  peace; 
But  self  contends  for  names  and  forms, 

Its  party  to  increase. 
4  Zeal  has  attain'd  its  highest  aim, 

Its  end  is  satisl\  M, 
If  sinners  love  the  Saviour's  name; 
Nor  seeks  it  ought  beside, 
d  5  But  self,  however  well  employ'd, 
Has  its  own  ends  in  view; 
And  says,  as  boasting  Jehu  cry'd, 
"Come  see  what  1  can  do." 
— 6  Self  may  its  poor  reward  obtain, 
And  be  applauded  here; 
Bu    zeal  the  best  applause  will  gain, 

Wnen  Jesus  siiall  appear. 
7  Dear  Lord,  the  idol  self  dethrone, 

And  from  our  hearts  remove; 
And  let  no  zeal  by  us  be  shown, 

But  that  which  springs  from  love.     New tow 


S4 HYMN  49,  50.  Select, 

HYMN  40     C.  M.    Abridge,     [b] 

J\~ot go  cnvay  from  Christ.     John  vi,  67 — 69. 
1  "YJLTHIvN  any  turn  from  Zion's  way, 
c        *  *      (Alns,  what  numbers  do!) 
— Methmks  I  hear  rm  Saviour  say, 
d       "Wilt  thou  forsake  me  too?" 
e  2  Ah,  Lord  with  such  a  heart  as  mine, 

Unless  thou  hold  me.  fast 
I  feel  I  must,  I  shall  decline, 

And  prove  like  them  at  last. 
— 3  Yet  thou  alone  hast  powY,  I  know, 

To  save  a  wretch  tike  me; 
$  To  whom,  or  whither  could  I  go, 

If  I  should  turn  from  thee? 
— 4  Beyond  a  doubt,  I  rest  assur'3. 

Thou  art  the  Christ  of  God;. 
o*  Who  hast  eternal  life  secur'd, 

By  promise  and  by  blood. 
ft  5  No.  voice  but  thine  can  give  me  rest, 

And  bid  my  fears  depart; 
o  No  ove  but  thine  can  make  me  blest, 

And  satisfy  my  heart. 
e  6  Whatang  lish  has  till-,  question  stirr'd, 
a       'If  I  wifi  also  go?' 
— Yet,  Lord  relying  on  thy  word, 
d      I  humbly  answer — mo!  Newt  ox. 

HYMN  50.     L.  M      Carthage,     [b*] 
JYot  ashamed  of  Jesus.    Mark  viii,  33 . 

1  "1'ESUS,  and  shall  it  ever  be, 

«J  A  mortal  man  asham'd  of  thee! 
Scorn'd  be  the  tho't,  by  rich  and  poor, 
O  may  I  scorn  it  more  and  more. 

2  Asham'd  of  Jesu*! — sooner  far 
Let  evening  blush  to  own  a  star; 
He  sheds  the  beams  of  light  divine, 
O'er  this  benighted  soul  of  nine. 

•    3  Asham'd   of  Jesus!— that  diiar  Friend, 
In  whom  my  hop^s  of  heav'n  depend! 
No!  when  I  blush,  be  this  my  shame, 
That  I  no  more  revere  his  name. 


Select  HYjttN  51,  5°.. 35 

\sham'd  of  Jestts! — yea  I  mij  — 

When  I've  no  bins  to  wash  a\% 
No  tear  to  wipe,  no  good  to  trai  e, 
No  fear  to  queli,  no  soul  to  save. 
—5  Till  then, (nor  is  my  boasting  vain,) 
Till  then  I  boast  a  Saviour  slain! 
And,  O  may  this  my  glory  be, 
That  Christ  is  not  asham'd  of  tnel        Grigg. 

IIVMX    5  1.     C     M.     CokTicater.     [*] 

Inconstancy  in  Religion.     Ifo&ea  vi,  4. 

1  TJERPETUAL Source  of  light  and  grace, 
JL     We  hail  lb)  steed  Name: 

Through  evYy  year's  revolving  round, 
Thy  goodness  is  the  same. 

2  On  us,  all  w or tlii ess  as  we  are, 
It  wondrous  mercy  pours; 

o  Sure  as  the  heav'n's  established  course, 
And  plenteous  as  the  show'rs. 

e  3  Inconstant  service  we  repay, 
And  treach'n.us  vows  renew; 
False  as  the  morning's  scattering  cloud, 
Arul  transient  as  the  dew. 

p  4  In  flowing  tears  cur  guilt  we  mourn, 

And  loud  implore  ihy  grace 
To  bear  our  feeble  footsteps  on, 

In  ail  thy  righteous  ways. 
o  5  Arm'd  with  this  energy  divine, 

Our  souls  shall  steadfast  move; 
o  And  with  increasing  transports  press, 

Ou  to  thy  courts  above. 
— 6  So  by  thy  pow'r  the  morning  sun 

Pursues  his  radient  way; 
o  Brightens  eacli  moment  in  his  race, 
o      And  ahices  to  perfect  day.  Doddridge. 

HYMN  52.    C.  M.     Canterbury,     [b] 

O  that  I -were  as  in  mouths  past.    Job   x*xi.\,  2. 

b  1  OWEET  was  i  ic  time,  when  first  1  felt 

^  The  Saviour's  pard'ning  blood, 
Apply'd  to  cleanse  my  soul  from  guilt, 
And  bring  me  home  to  God. 


36 HYMN  53. Select. 

o  2  Soon  as  the  morn  the  light  reveal'd, 
His  praises  tun'd  my  tongue; 
And  when  the  ev'ning  shades  prevail'd, 
His  love  was  all  my  song. 
—3  (In  vain  the  tempter  spread  his  wiles, 
The  world  no  more  could  charm; 
I  liv'd  upon  my  Saviour's  smiles, 
And  iean'd  upon  his  arm.) 
e.  4  In  prayY  my  soul  drew  near  the  Lord, 

And  saw  his  glory  shine;  / 

And  when  f  read  his  holy  word, 
I  caird  each  promise  mine. 
e  5  But  now — when  ev'ning  shade  prevails, 
My  soul  m  darkness  mourns: 
And  when  the  morn  the  light  reveals, 

No  light  to  me  returns. 
6  My  pray'r  are  now  a  chatt'ring  noise, 

For  Jesus  hides  his  face; 
I  read — the  promise  meets  my  eyes — 
But  will  not  reach  my  case. 
— - 7  Rise,  Lord,  and  help  me  to  prevail — 

O  make  my  soul  thy  care; 
o  I  know  thy  mercy  cannot  fail, 
—    Let  me  that  mercy  share.  Newton. 

~  HYMN  53.     8s.     Bethany,     [b] 

Faith  fainting, 

e  1  "pNCOMPASS'D  with  clouds  of  distress, 
JuA  Just  ready  all  hope  to  resign; 

I  pant  for  the  light  of  thy  face, 

And  fear  it  will  never  be  mine: 
p  Dishearten'd  with  waiting  so  long, 

I  sink  at  thy  feet  with  my  load; 

All-plaintive  I  pour  out  my  song, 

And  stretch  forth  my  hands  unto  God. 
— 2  Shine,  Lord,  and  my  terrour  shall  cease: 

The  blood  of  atonement  apply; 

And  lead  me  to  Jesus  for  peace, 

The  rock  that  is  higher  than  I. 
o  Speak,  Saviour,  for  sweet  is  thy  voice, 

Thy  presence  is  fair  to  behold; 
— Attend  to  my  sorrows  and  cries, 
e  My  groanings  that  cannot  be  told. 


Select. HYMN  M. 

— 3  [f sometime    1  strive,  as]  ruoum« 
M)  hold  i  u  thy  promise  to  I-.- 

0  The  billows  n  |    : 

And  plunge  me  again  in  the  deep. 
— While  harass'.i  and  l  iigUt9 

The  tempter  sug  >  vt-  *  ith  a  ro  u  , 
d  "The  Lord  has  forsaken  tare  cjui&c ; 

"Thy  (^od  will  he  graci  >us  no  more." 
e  4  Yet,  Lord,  ifth)  love  hasdesigu'd 

JNo  covenant  blessing  for  me, 

Ah,  tell  me,  how  is  it  I  find 

Some  pleasure-  in  waiting  fi  r  thec? 
c  Almighty  t»  rescue  thou  srtj 

Thy  grace  is  my  shield  and  my  tow'r: 
o  Come  succour  and  gladden  my  heart, 

Let  this  be  the  clay  of  t \\\  p       <•■  .   Rippon's  Col  , 

HYMN  54.    7s.     Faitfax.     [b] 
Self  Examination, 

1  'npIS  a  poiiii  I  1  >ftg  r  -  kn  w, 

JL    Oft  it  causes  anxious  thought:— 
c  Do  1  love  the  Lord,  or  no? 
Am  I  his,  or  am  I  not? 

2  If  I  love,  why  am  I  thus? 
Why  this  dull,  this  lifeless  frame;-? 
Hardly,  sure,  can  they  he  w<  i 
Who  have  never  heard  his  nd 

:?  Could  my  heart  so  bard  ini  lin, 
Pray'r  a  task  and  burden  prove— 
Ev'ry  trifle  rive  me  paio — 
If  I  knew  a  Saviour's  love? 
e  4   When  I  turn  my  eyes  wit 
All  is  dark,  and  vain,  and  wild; 
Fili'd  with  unbelief  and  sin — 
Can  I  d<  em  mj  self 

3  If  I  pray,  or  hear  i  r  i 
S  i  is  mix'd 

d  V  u  who  lo\e  the  L  rd  indeed*, 

Tell  me—  i  i    uu. 

o  6  Yet  I  mourn  my  stubborn 

Find  my  sin  a  grief  an  I 

Should  I  t;r;evL-  for  what  I  f;e), 

If  I  did  not  love  at  all' 

:  CT  4 


S8 HYMN  55. Select, 

7  Could  I  joy  his  saints  to  meet, 
Choose  the  ways  I  once  abhorr'd — 
Find,  at  times,  the  promise  sweet, 
If  I  did  not  love  the  Lord? 
—8  Lord,  decide  the  doubtful  case! 
Thou  who  art  thy  people's  sun; 
Shine  up«>n  thy  work  of  grace, 
If  it  be  indeed  begun. 
9  Let  me  love  thte  more  and  more, 
If  I  love  at  all,  I  pray; 
If  I  have  not  lov'd  before, 
Help  me  to  bedn  to-day.  Newton. 

HYMN  55.     8s.     Consolation.     [*] 
The   Holy   Spirit  addressed  under  I)arfc7iess. 

1  "TAESCEND,  Holy  Spirit,  the  Dove, 
\9     And  visit  a  sorrowful  breast; 
e  My  burden  of  guilt  to  remove, 

And  bring  me  assurance  and  rest; 
-*-Thou  only  hast  power  to  relieve 

A  sinner  overwhelm'd  with  his  load; 

The  sense  of  redemption  to  give, 

And  sprinkle  his  heart  with  the  blood. 

&  With  me,  if  of  old  thou  hast  strove, 

And  kindly  withheld  me  from  sin; 

Resolv'd  by  the  strength  of  thy  leve, 

My  worthless  affections  to  win; 

The  work  of  thy  mercy  revive, 

Invincible  mercy  exert, 

And  keep  my  weak  graces  alive, 

And  set  up  thy  rest  in  my  heart. 

3  If  when  I  have  put  thee  to  grief, 

And  madly  to  folly  return 'd, 

Thy  goodness  has  been  my  relief, 

And  lifted  me  up  as  I  mourn'd"; 

O  Spirit  of  pity  and  grace, 

Relieve  me  again  and  restore; 

My  spirit  in  holiness  raise, 

To  fall,  and  to  brieve  thee,  no  more: 
e  4  If  now  I  lament  after  God, 

And  pant  for  a  taste  of  his  love, — 
c  If  Jesus,  who  pouv'd  out  his  blood, 

OtftStn'd  me  a  mansion  above; — 


ect.  HYMN  56,  57 


o  Come,  licav'niy  Comforter,  come, 

Sweet  witness  of  mercy  &i\  ine! 
i    Vnd  im.kc  me  thy  permanent  heme, 

And  seal  m    eternally  thiue.  Rippon. 

HYMN  56.     L.  M.     Sicilian,     [«b] 

Praytt  answered  by  Crosses. 

1  T   ASK'D  the  Lord  that  I  might  grow 
X    In  faith,  and  love,  and  every  grace; 

Might  more  of  his  salvation  know, 

And  seek  more  earnestly  his  face. 
:  Twai  he  who  taught  me  thus  to  pray. 

And  lie,  I  trust,  has  answer'd  prayer; 

But  it  has  been  in  such  a  way, 
\s  almost  drove  me  to  despair. 

3  I  hop'd  that  in  some  favour 'd  hour, 

At  once  he'd  answer  my  request; 

And  oy  his  love's  constraining  pow'r, 

Subdue  my  sins,  and  give  me  rest. 
e  4  Instead  of  this,  he  made  me  feel 

The  hidden  evils  of  my  heart; 

And  let  the  angry  pow'rs  of  hell 
.  dt  my  soul  in  ev'ry  part, 
a  5  Yea,  more — with  his  own  hand  he  seetn'd 

Intent  to  aggravate  my  uo; 

Cross'd  all  the  fair  designs  I  schem'd, 

Blasted  my  gourds,  and  laid  me  low. 
f  6  Lord,  why  is  this?  I  trembling  cry 'd, 

Wilt  thou  pursue  thy  worm  to  death? 
d  "'Tis  in  this  way  (the  Lord  reply'd,) 

"I  answer  pray'r  for  grace  and  faith. 

7    "Theft  inward  trials  I  employ, 

"From  self,  and  pride,  to  set  thee  free, 

4lAu  I  break  thy  schemes  pf  earthly  jov, 

"That  thou  ma   V  seek  thy  all  in  me."  NCWTOV. 

11  VAIN  57.     L.  M.     PleycVs.     [*] 
Inconstancy  lamented. 

1  T^EAR  Jesus,  when,  when  shall  it  be, 

U     That  I  no  more  shall  break  with  thet? 
When  will  this  war  of  passion  cease, 
And  I  enjoy  a  lusting  pi 


40 HYMN  53,  59.  Select. 

e  2  Here  I  repent,  and  sin  again, 

Sometiraesi  revive,  sometimes  am  slain; 

Slain  with  the  same  malignant  dart. 

Which,  oh!  too  often  wounds  my  heart. 
— 3  When,  gracious  Lord,  when  shall  it  be, 

That  I  siiail  nnd  my  all  in  thee — 
o  The  fulness  of  thy  promise  prove, 

And  feast  on  thine  eternal  love?    Dohhington. 

HYMN  53.    L.  M.     Bath,     [b  *] 

Conflict  between  Sin  and  Holiness.     Gal.  v,  17. 

1  IPJlTIIAT  jarring  natures  dwell  within — 
H     Imperfect  grace,  remaining  sin: 

Not  this  can  reign,  nor  that  prevail, 

Tko'  each  by  turns  my  heart  assail. 
c  2  Now  I  complain,  and  groan,  and  die—* 
o  Now  raise  my  songs  of  triumph  feign; 
o  Sing  a  rebellious  passion  slain, 
e  Or  mourn  to  feel  it  live  again, 
o  3  One  hajypy  hour  beholds  me  rise. 

Borne  upwards  oo  my  native  skies; 

When  faith  assists  my  soaring  Sight, 

To  realms  of  joy,  and  worlds  of  light. 
e  4-  Scarce  a  few  hours  or  minutes  rod, 

Ere  earth  reclaims  my  captive  f  juI; 
— T  feel  its  sympathetic  force, 

And  headlong  urge  my  downward  course. 
e  5  How  short  the  joys  thy  visits  give! 

How  long  thine  absence,  Lord,  I  grieve! 

What  clouds  obscure  my  rising  sun, 

Or  interrupt  its  rays  at  ; 
— 6  Great  G^od,  ass:st  me  through  the  f*gh% 
e  roe  to  triumph  in  thy  might; 

Thou  the  desponding  heart  canst  raise, 

The  vict'ry  mine,  and  thine  the  praise. 

Cruttendon. 

II Y M N  59.     C.    M.      r>mtoifc.     [*] 
Watchfulness  and  Prayer. 

*  1     A  LAS,  what  hourly  dangers  rise? 

J\     What  snares  beset  my  way! 
-—To  heaven  then  let  me  lift  my  eyes, 

And  hourly  watch  and  pray. 


Setet.  HYMN  60, 4JL 

p  2  How  oft  my  mournful  tho'ts  complain, 

And  melt  in  flowing  tear 
t  My  weak  resistance,  ah,  how  vain! 

How  strong  my  foes  and  fears! 
— 3  O  gracious  God,  in  whom  I  live, 

My  feeble  efforts  aid; 
Help  me  to  watch,  and  pray,  and  strive, 
t       Though  trembling  and  afraid. 
— 4  Increase  my  faith,  increase  my  hope, 

When  foes  and  fears  prevail; 
And  bear  my  fainting  spirit  up, 
e       Or  soon  my  strength  wdl  fail. 
— 5  When  strong  temptations  fright  my  hean-, 

Or  lore  my  feet  aside; 
My  God,  thy  powerful  aid  impart — 

My  guardian  and  my  guide. 
—6  Still  keep  me  in  thy  heavenly  way, 
o       And  bid  the  tempter  flee; 
— An.;  never  let  me  go  astray, 

From  happiness  and  thee.  Steele. 

""       HYMN  60.    8, 7&4.    HelmsUy.    [*] 

Hope  encouraged.     Ps.  xlii,  5. 
e   1    i\  MY  soul,  what  means  this  sadness? 

\J    Wherefore  art  thou  thus  cast  down* 
o  Let  thy  griefs  be  turn'd  to  gladness; 
Bid  thy  restless  fears  be  gone: 

Look  to  Jesus, 
And  rejoice  in  his  dear  name. 
— 2  What  though  Satan's  strong  temptations 
Vex  and  grieve  th*e  day  by  day; 
And  thy  sinful  inclinations 
Often  f:ll  thee  with  dismay; 

Th(  nquer — 

Thro1  the  Lamb's  redeeming  bloot! 
— 3  Tho'  ten  thousand  ills  beset  th< 
From  without  and  from  within; 

IS  saith  he'll  ne'er  forge:  tl 
iSut  will  save  from  he.l  and  *in: 

.  Uful 
To  p  error  in  bif  gracious  «roi  . 
— 4  Tho'  distresses  now  attend  thee, 
Vnd  thou  tread'st  th 


4^  HYMN  61,  62.  Select. 

o  His  right  hand  shall  still  defend  thee; 

Soon  he'll  bring  thee  home  to  God! 
Therefore  praise  pina~-« 

Praise  the  grea-,  Redeemer's  name. 
— 5  O  that  I  could  now  adore  him, 

Like  the  heav'nly  host  ab<  ve, 
o  Who  forever  bow  before  him* 

And  unceasing  sing  his  love! 
0  Happy  songsters! 

When  shall  1  your  chorus  join?     Fawcett. 

HYMN  61.    C.  M.     Bedford.     [*] 
Lively  Hope  and  gracious  Fear. 

e  1  "X  WAS  a  groveling  creature  once, 

J,     And  basely  cleav'd  to  earth; 
I  wanted  spirit  to  renounce 

The  clod  tnat  gave  me  birth. 
•—2  But  God  has  breath'd  upon  a  worm, 

A  id  sent  me  from  above, 
Wmgs  Siich  us  clothe  an  angel's  form, 

The  wings  of  j>>-  and  love, 
o  3  With  these,  to  Pisgah's  top  I  fiy, 

And  there  delighted  stand, 
To  view,  beneath  a  saining  sky, 

The  spacious  promis'd  land. 
o  4  The  Lord  of  all  the  vast  domain 

Has  promis'd  it  to  me: 
The  length  and  oreadth  of  all  the  plak. 

As  far  as  faith  can  see. 
—5  How  glorious  is  my  privilege! 

To  thee  for  help  I  call; 
e  I  stand  upon  a  mountain's  edge, 

O  sa\  e  me,  lest  I  fall! 
— 6  Tho'  much  exalted  in  the  Lord, 

My  strength  is  not  my  own; 
e  Then  let  me  t  enable  at  his  word, 
o       And  none  shall  c  tst  me  down.     Cowpkr. 

HYMN  6*2.    ^.  P.  M.  "Sheffield.     [*]  ~ 
Assu)  ance.    Jer.  xxxi,  3. 
.1    TESUS,  I  know,  hath  died  for  me, — 
tl     This  is  my  hope,  my  joy,  my  rest! 


Select.  HYMN  G3.  43 

Hither*,  hen  hell  mails,  I  t1 

And  look  into  mv  Savi  ur's  oreast: 
o  A  a  ay,  sad  doubts,  and  anxious  fear — 
t  Mercy  is  all  that's  written  there. 

3  Tho*  waves  and  storms  go  o'er  my  head, 
e  Tho*  strength,  and  health,  and  friends,  be  gone. 

Too1  joys  be  witherM  all,  and  dead, 

And  every  comfort  be  withdrawn; 
g  Steadfast  on  this  my  soul  relies — 

Father  thy  mercy  never  dies. 
— 3  Fix'd  on  this  rock  will  I  remain, 
e  When  heart  shall  fail,  and  ilesh  decay; 
g  A  rock  which  shall  my  soul  sustain, 

When  earth's  foundations  melt  away! 
s  Mercy's  full  pow'r  1  then  shall  prove, 

Lov'd  with  an  everlasting  lovt !  Lyndall. 

HYMN  63.     L.  M.     Psalm  97th.     [b] 
Christ,  (he  ^Believer's  Jrk.     1  Pet.  lii,  2u,  2lr. 

1  ri^HE  deluge,  at  the  Almighty's  call, 

JL    In  what  impetuous  streams  it  fell! 
Swallow'd  the  mountains  in  i-srage, 
And  swept  a  guilty  world  to  hell. 

2  In  vain  tth    tallest  sons  of  pride 
Fled  from  the  o!o-e  pursuing  wave; 
Nor  could  their  mightiest  tow'rs  defend, 
Nor  swiftness  'scape,  nor  courage  save. 

e  3  How  dire  the  wreck!  how  loud  the  roar: 

How  shrill  the  universal  cry — 

Oi  millions  in  the  last  despair — 

Re  -echo'd  from  the  low 'ring  sky. 
e  4  Vet  Noah,  humble,  happy  saint, 

Surrounded  wit  i  the  chosen  few, 

Sit  in  his  ark,  secure  from  fear, 

And  sang  the  grace  that  steer d  him  through. 
o  5  So  may  i  sing,  in  Jesus  sal 

While  storms  i  f  vengeance  round  me  fall; 

C  nscious  how  high  my  hopes  are  fix'd, 

B  yood  wh  x  shakes  this  earthly  ball. 
— 6  Enter  thine  ark,  while  patience  waits, 

N  >r  ever  quit  that  sure  retreat; 

A  that  buries  earth. 

Shall  waft  Ihee  to  a  fairer  ft 


44  HYMN  64,  65.  Select. 

s  7  Nor  ..reck  nor  ruin  there  is  seen;    • 
There  not  a  wave  of  trouble  rolls; 
But  the  bright  rainbow  round  the  throne. 
Seals  endless  life  to  all  their  souls.  Doddridge. 

HYMN   64.     8  8c  7.     Kmmaus.     [*] 
Christ,  a  Friend  closer  than  a  Brother.    Prov.  xviii,  24. 

1   fVN'E  there  is,  above  all  others, 

U    Well  deserves  the  name  of  Friend; 
His  is  love  beyond  a  brother's, 

Costly,  free,  and  knows  no  end: 

They  who  once  his  kindness  prove, 

Find  it  everlasting  love. 
o  2  Which  of  all  our  friends,  to  save  us 

Could,  or  would  have  shed  their.blood? 
o  But  our  Jesus  died  tj  have  us, 

Recoocil'd  in  him  to  God: 
o       This  is  boundless  love  indeed! 

Jesus  is  a  friend  in  need. 
p  3  When  he  liv'd  on  earth  abased, 

Friend  of  sinners  was  his  name; 
— Now  above  all  glory  raised, 

He  rejoices  in  the  same: 

Still  he  calls  them  brethren,  friends, 

And  to  all  their  wants  attends. 
e  4  Oh  for  grace  our  hearts  to  soften! 

Teach  us,  Lord,  at  length  to  love; 
We,  ala<,!  forget  too  often, 

What  a  Friend  we  have  above: 
o       But  when  home  our  souls  are  bro't, 

We  will  love  thee  as  we  ought.     Newtov. 

HYMN  65.     C.  M.     St.  Ann's.  Mear.     [ 
JYiamia,  or  Daily  Supply.    Exod.  xvi,  13. 

1  11  /j  ANNA  to  Israel  well  supply'd 
ItX     The  \*ant  of  other  bread; 

While  God  is  able  to  provide, 
His  people  will  be  fed. 

2  Of  his  kind  care,  how  sweet  api.   v 
It  suited  ev'ry  taste: 

Who  gather'd  most  had  just  enough, 
Euough  who  gathered  least. 


Select  HYMN  6fi,  f>7. 45 

I  is  still  our  graci  us  Lord  provides, 
Our  comforts  and  omr  cares; 

Ili^  own  unerring  hand  provided, 
And  gives  us  •  .-.eh  qui  shares. 
c  4  Ho  know g  how  much  the  weak  can  bear, 

Am    helps  them  when  they  cry; 
i,  The  strongest  have  no  strength  to  spare, 

For  such  he'll  >trongly  try. 
—5  Daly  they  saw  the  manna  come, 
And  cover  all  the  ground; 
But  what  they  try'd  to  keep  at  homo, 
C  >ri  upted  s  ion  was  :•  uihL 
e  6  Vain  thtir  attempts  to  store  it  up; 

T  lis1  w  is  ^o  tempt  the  Lnrtl: 
o  Is-  tel  most  live  oy  f  tope, 

I  not  up  n     h  ar  '.  •  ton*. 

HYMN  66.    C.  M.     York.    [*] 
/^5  o/'  Saint i.    Nth.  is,  10. 

1    "TOY  is  a  I  will  nof  gitw, 

If     In  na  soil; 

e  All  we  ca  .  n  Christ  we  know, 

Is  vanity  and  toil. 
—2  But  where  the  Lord  has  planted  grace, 

And  made  hi  ■  — 

o  There  fruits  of  heave  .  ,     .cc, 

Are  found — and  the 
e  3  A  bleeding  Saviour  seen  by  faith, 
—    A  sense  pi  pard'ning  lovev-r 
o  A  hope  that  triumphs  o\er  cL 
0      Give  j  iys  like  those  above, 
»-4  To  take  a  glitnp  I  ail, 

To  know  that  God  is  mine — 
o  Are  springs  of  joy  that  q 

l  fn!  pe  ikable,  di\  ine! 
— J  Th«  se  are  the  jo)  s  which  sati 

And  sanctity  the  mind; 
o  Which  make  the  spirit  mount  on  high. 

And  leave  the  world  behind. 


HYMN  67.    C.  M.     Hymn  2t.     [*] 

itk  (Jod.    (..  i, 

'or  a  i  ilk  with  God, 

calm  and  hcav'nly  frame; 


1   0T'a' 


46 HYMN  68. Select 

And  light  to  shine  upon  the  road, 

That  leads  me  to  the  Lamb! 

e  2  Where  is  the  blessedness  I  knew, 

When  first  I  saw  the  Lord? 

Where  is  the  soul  refreshing  view 

Of  Jesus,  and  his  word? 

—3  What  peaceful  hours  I  once  enjoy 'd! 

How  sweet  their  mem'ry  still! 
e  But  they  have  left  an  aching  void, 

The  world  can  never  fill. 
— 4  Reiurn,  O  Holy  Dove,  return, 
S^veet  messenger  of  rest; 
I  hate  the  sins  that  made  thee  mourn, 
And  drove  thee  from  my  breast. 

5  The  dearest  idol  I  have  kno^vn, 
Whate'er  that  idol  be — 

Help  me  to  tear  it  from  thy  throne, 
And  worship  onl)  thee. 

6  So  shall  my  walk  be  close  with  God, 
Calm  and  serene  my  frame; 

o  And  purer  light  shall  mark  the  road, 

That  leads  roe  to  the  Limb.  Cowper. 

HYMN  68.     C.   M.    Abridge.     [*] 
Light  Shining  out  oj  Darkness* 

1  jplOD  moves  in  a  mysterious  way, 
vJ    His  wonders  to  perforin; 

He  plants  his  footsteps  in  the  sea, 
And  rides  upon  the  storm. 

2  Deep  in  unfathomable  mines, 
Of  never-failing  skill; 

He  treasures  up  his  bright  designs, 

And  works  his  sovereign  will. 
o  3  Ye  fearful  saints,  fresh  courage  take, 

The  clouds  ye  so  much  dread, 
Are  big  with  mercy,  and  shall  break 

With  blessings  on  your  head. 
—4  Judge  not  the  Lord  by  feeble  sense, 

But  trust  him  for  his  grace; 
e  Behind  a  frowning  providence, 
o       He  hides  a  smiling  face. 


Select.  HYMN  69,  70. 47 

—  >   ilis  purp  >ses  will  ripen  last, 

Unfolding  ev'ry  hour; 
The  l)iid  may  have  a  bitter  taste, 

Hut  sweet  will  be  the  flow'r, 
e  6  Blind  unbelief  is  sure  to  err, 

And  scan  his  work  in  vain; 
o  God  is  his  own  interpreter, 

And  he  will  make  it  plain.  Cowpfr. 

HYMN  69.     L.  M.     St.  Am**,     [b] 
Afflictions  sanctified   by  the    Word. 
1   r\  HOW  I  love  thy  holy  word, 

\J     Thy  gracious  covenant,  O  Lord! 
It  guides  me  in  the  peaceful  way; 

1  think  upon  it  all  the  day. 

2  What  are  the  mines  of  shining  wealth? 
The  strength  of  youth,  the  bloom  of  health? — 
What  are  all  joys,  compar'd  with  those, 
Thine  everlasting  word  bestows? 

e  3  Long  un afflicted,  undismayed, 

In  pleasure's  path,  secure  I  stray'd: 
— Th  u  raad'st  me  feel  thy  chastening  rod, 
.     V-  d  sti  ight I  turu'd  unto  my  God. 
c  4  What  tho1  it  piere'd  my  fainting  heart— 
0  I  b  land  that  caus'd  the  smart; 

tught  my  tears  a  while  to  How, 
o  But  sav'd  me  from  eternal  woe. 
e  .5  O'ni  hadst  thou  left  roe  anchastis'd, 

Thy  precepts  1  had  still  despis'd; 

An  1  still  the  snare  in  secret  laid, 

H  id  my  unwary  feet  betray'd. 
o  6  I  love  thee,  therefore,  C)  my  God, 

And  breathe  towards  thy  dear  abode; 

Where,  in  thy  presence,  fully  blest* 

Thy  ts  for  ever  rest.     Cowpek. 

HYMN  70.     CM.     Bar  by.       \ 

Submission. 

OLORD,  my  1).  Fulfil; 

I  help  roe  to  resign, 
Lite,  health,  and  comfort  to  thy  will 
And  make  thy  pleasure  mine 


48 HYMN  71. Select 

e  2  Why  should  I  shrink,  at  thy  command, 

Whose  love  forbids  my  fear^? 

Op  tremble  at  the  gracious  hand, 

That  wipes  away  my  tears? 

—3  No,  let  me  rather  freely  yield 

What  most  I  prize,  to  thee; 

Who  never  hast  a  good  withheld, 

Or  wilt  withhold  from  me. 
4  Thy  favour,  all  my  journey  through, 

Thou  art  engag'd  to  grant; 
What  else  I  want,  or  think  I  do, 
'Tis  better  still  to  want, 
o  5  Wisdom  and  mercy  guide  my  way; 
€       Shall  I  resist  them  both? 
e  A  poor  blind  creature  of  a  day? 
And  crush'd  before  the  moth! 
— 6  But  ah!  my  inward  spirit  cries, 
Still  bind  me  to  thy  sway; 
Else  the  next  cloud  that  veils  my  skies, 

Drives  all  these  thoughts  away.         Cowper  . 

HYMN  71.     C.  M.     Bedford.      [*b] 
Resignation.    It  is  the  Lord.     I  Sim.  iii,  18. 

1  ~|T  is  the  Lord — enthron'd  in  Light, 
JL    Whose  claims  are  all  divine; 

Who  has  an  undisputed  right, 
To  govern  me  and  mine. 

2  It  is  the  Lord— who  governs  all— 
My  wealth,  my  friends,  my  ease; 

And  of  his  bounties  may  recal 

Whatever  part  he  please. 
c  3  It  is  the  Lord — should  I  distrust; 

Or  contradict  his  will? 
—Who  qannot  do  but  what  is  just, 

And  must  be  righteous  still. 
4  It  is  the  Lord — who  can  sustain 

Beneath  the  heaviest  load, 
o  From  whom  assistance  I  obtain, 

To  tr trad  the  thorny  road. 
—5     It  is  the  Lord — whose  matchless  skill 

Can  frum  afflictions  raise— 
q  Matter,  eternity  to  fill 

With  ever  growing  praise. 


ct.  HYMN  72,  73.    

— 6  It  i<  rue  Lord — my  covenant  God, 

Thrice  blessed  i>c  his  Name, 
Whose  graci  ^  promise,  seal'd  with  blood, 

Must  ever  be  cue  same. 
0  7  His  env'nant  will  my  soul  defend, 

Should  nature's  self  expire; 
g  And  the  great  Judge  of  all  descend 

In  awful  flaming  fire.  Ofi 

HYMN  72.    C.  M.     TutOiridge.      [*] 

Self-denial:  orf  Baring  the  Cro$9.      Mark  viii,  58. 
c  1  T1^^  I'  thou,  dear  Jesus,  suffer  shame, 
jLw   And  bear  the  cross  for  me? 
And  shall  I  fear  to  own  thy  name, 
Or  thy  disciple  hi  ? 
—2  Inspire  my  soul  with  life  divine, 
And  make  me  truly  bold; 
Let  knowledge,  faith,  and  meekness  shine, 
Nor  love,  nor  zeal  grow  cold. 

o  3  Let  mockers  sc-.fF,  the  world  defame, 
And  treat  me  with  disdain; 
Still  may  I  t^lory   in  thy  name, 
And  count  reproach  my  gain, 
o  4  To  thee  I  cheerfully  submit, 
And  all  my  pow'rs  resign; 
Let  Wisdom  point  out  what  is  fit, 

\  I  I  VV  no  more  repine.  Kirha'm* 

HYMN  73.    C.  ML     Heading.    [*] 

Contentment.     IMiil.   iv,  11. 

1  T^IERCE  passion*  discompose  the  mind, 
Jl     As  tempests  vex  the  sea: 

But  calm  content  and  peace  we  hud, 
When,  Lord,  we  trust  in  thee. 

2  In  vain  by  reason,  and  by  rule, 
We  try  to  bend  the  will; 

r  none  but  in  the  Savioui  ' 
Can  learn  the  heav'idy  sk 

3  Since  at  his  feet  my  soul  h 
His  gracious  words  to  hear; 

Contented  with  my  present  state, 
I  cast  on  him  my  c 
Seli 


50 HYMN  74. Select. 

4  "Art  thou  a  sinner,  soul?"  he  said, 
"Then  how  canst  thou  complain? 

"How  light  thy  troubles  here,  it'  we'gh'd 
"With  everlasting  pain! 

5  "If  thou  of  murm'ring  would'st  be  cur'd* 
"Compare  thy  griefs  with  mine; 

"Think  wh.it  my  love  for  thee  endur'd — 
"And  thou  wiit  not  repine. 

6  "'Tis  I  appoint  thy  uaily  lot, 
"And  I  do  all  things  well; 

"Thou  soon  shult  leave  this  wretched  spot, 
"And  rise  with  rne  to  dwell. 

7  "In  life  my  grace  shall  strength  supply, 
"Proportion  d  to  thy  day; 

"At  death  thou  still  sbalt  find  me  nigh, 
"To  wipe  thy  tears  away." 

8  Thus  I,  who  once  my  wretched  days, 
In  vain  repining  spent; 

Taught  in  my  Saviour's  school  of  grace, 

Have  learn 'd  to  be  content.  Cowper.- 

HYMN   74.     C.  M.     St.    Jnn's.      [*] 
The   Lord  toill  Provide.     Gen.  xxii,    14. 

1  rilHE  saints  should  never  be  dismayed, 

JL    Nor  sink  in  hopeless  fear; 
For  when  they  least  expect  his  aid, 
The  Saviour  will  appear. 

2  This  Abrah'am  found:  he  rais'd  the  knife, 
d      God  saw,  and  said,  'Forbear;  — 

'Yon  ram  saall  yield  his  meaner  life: 
'Behold  the  victim  there.' 
—.3  Once  David  seem'd  Saul's  certain  prey; 
d       But  hark'  the  foe's  at  hand: 
— Saul  turns  his  arms  another  way, 
To  save  th*  invaded  land. 
4  When  Jonah  sunk  beneath  the  wave. 
He  thought  to  rise  no  more; 
o  But  God  prepared  i  fish,  to  save, 

And  bear  him  to  the  shore. 
—5  Blest  proofs  of  pow'r  and  grace  dv 
That  meet  us  in  his  word! 
May  ev?ry  deep  felt  care  of  mine 
Be  trusted  with  the  Lord 


Select.  HYMN  75,  76. 51 

6  Wait  for  his  seasonable  aid, 

And  though  it  tarry,  w  ait: 
'I  he  promise  n*aj  be  Long  delay *d; 

But  cannot  come  to  >  late.  '     wpeb. 

HYMN  75.     II.    M.     jlllerton.     [*] 

'i'Ae    Lord  my  Banner.     Exod.  xvii,  1:1. 

^  1       TTIY  whom  was  David  taught 

_IJ  To  aim  the  dreadful  blew, 
Wnen  he  Goliah  fought, 
And  laid  the  Giliite  low? 
— "No  sword  nor  spear  the  stripling  took, 

hut  chose  a  pebble  from  the  brook. 
o      2  'Twas  Israel's  God  and  King> 
Who  sent  him  to  the  fight; 
Who  £ii ve  liim  strength  to  sling, 
And  sk.il  to  aim  aright: 
—Ye  feeble  saints,  your  strength  endures^ 

Because  young  David's  God  is  yours. 
e       3  Who  order'd  Gideon  forth, 
To  storm  the  invader's  camp, — 
With  arms  of  little  worth, 
A  pitcher  and  a  lamp? 
The  trumpets  made  his  coming  known; 
And  all  the  host  was  overthrown. 
o       4  Oh!  I  have  seen  the  day, 
When  with  a  single  word — 
God  helping  me  to  say, 
e       'M)  trust  is  in  the  Lord,' — 

ly  s  ul  has  quell'd  a  thousand  foes, 
Fearless  of  all  that  could  oppose. 
e      5  But  unbelief,  self-will, 

St  If- righteousness  and  pride — 
How  often  do  they  steal 
My  weapons  froin  my  side! 
"  o  Yet  David's  Lord,  and  Gideon's  Friend, 
W  ill  help  li  s  \er\  int  to  the  end.  Cow 

HYMN  76.    CM.     York.     [*]"" 

The  Lord  that  healeth.     Exod.    xv. 
1  1  IKAL  us.  1\mmam  l  !.; — here  we  are, 

ilWaiting  to  reel  thy  touch: 
Deep  Wounded  souls  to  thee  repair; 
e     .And,  Saviour,  we  are  such. 


•5  2  HYMN  Tr.  Srlrct. 

— ' ■  « 

— 2  Our  faith  is  feeble,  we  confess. 

We  faintly  trust  thy  word; 
e  But  wilt  thou  pity  us  the  les^? — i 
d       Be  that  far  from  thee,  Lord! 
— 3  Remember  him  who  once  applied, 

Wih  trembling  for  relief; 
d  "Lord,  I  believe,"  with  tears  he  cried; 

"O  help  my  unbelief." 
— 4  She  too  who  touchi'd  thee  in  the  press, 

And  healing  virtues  stole, 
d  Was  answer'd  "Daughter,  go  in  peace; 

Thy  faith  hath  made  thee  whole." 
—5  Conceal'd  amidst  the  gathering  throng, 

She  would  have  shunn'd  thy  view; 
And  if  her  faith  was  firm  and  strong, 

Had  some  misgivings  too. 
6  Like  her  with  hopes  and  fears  vre  come, 

To  touch  thee  if  we  may; 
e  Oh!  send  us  not  despairing  home — 

Send  none  unheal'd  away.  Cowper. 

HYMN  77.    L.  M.     Xrmley.     [*] 
The  Lord  send  Peace.     Judg.  Vi,  l2'i. 
e  1    TESUS,  whose  blood  so  freely  stream/d, 

tl    To  satisfy  the  law's  demand — 
o  By  thee  from  guilt  and  wrath  redeern'd, 

Before  the  Father's  face  we  stand. 
— 2  To  reconcile  offending  man, 

Make  justice  drop  her  angry  rod! 
e  What  creature  would  have  form'd  the  plan' 

Or  who  fulfil  it,  but— a  God? 
— 3  No  drop  remains  of  all  the  curse. 

For  wretches  who  deserv'd  the  whole; 

No  arrows  dipt  In  wrath  to  pierce 

The  guilty,  but  returning  soul. 
e  4  Peace,  by  such  means,  so  dearly  bought. 

What  rebel  could  have  hNp'd  to  see? 
p   Peace — by  his  injur W  So v 'reign  wrought-— 

His  Sovereign  fasten'd  to  the  tiec! 
—5  Now,  Lord,  thy  feeble  worm  prepare; 

For  strife  with  earth  and  hell  begins; 

Confirm  and  gird  me  for  the  war; 

They  hate  the  s-oul  who  ha  tea  his  sins. 


Select.  TIVMN   7$,  79.  53 

!  ,i  them  in  horrid  leagu< 
They  may  assault,  Lhey  may  distn  is; 
o  But  cannot  quefich  th\  love  to  me, 
Not  rob  me  of  the  Lord  my  peace.      Cowpfr. 

HYMn  .78.    CT  \T     Hymn  2d.  Sunday.     [•] 

T  hunk  fulness Jar  Providential  Goodness. 
1   IvrtihN  al1  lil>  mercies,  ()  my  God, 
f  ▼     My  rising  soul  survi 
o  Transported  with  the  view,  I'm  lost 

In  wonder,  love,  and  praise. 

— 2  Thy  providence  my  life  sustain'd 

And  all  my  wants  redresVJ, 

When  in  the  silent  womb  I  lav, 

Or  hung  upon  the  breast. 
3  To  all  my  weak  complaints  and  cries, 

Thy  mercy  lent  an  tar; 
Ere  yet  my  feeble  thoughts  had  learn'd 
To  form  themselves  in  prayer. 
c  4  When  in  the  slipp'ry  paths  of  youth, 

With  heedless  steps  I  ran, 
o  Thine  arm,  unseen,  convey'd  me  safe, 
An .1  led  me  up  to  man. 
5  When  worn  with  sickness,  oft  hast  thou 
With  health  renew \i  my  face; 
o  And  when  iri  sin  and  sorrow  sunk, 
o       Revived  my  soul  with  grace. 
0  6  Ten  thousand  thousand  precious  gifts 
My  daily  thanks  employ; 
N  >r  is  the  least  a  cheerful  heart, 
That  tastes  those  gifts  with  joy. 
— 7  Through  ev'ry  period  of  my  life, 
Thy  goodness  I'll  pursue; 

ath,  in  distant  worlds, 
glorious    theme  n  n< 
i       i ugh  all  eternity — to  thee 

•  ■  i  raise; 

lO,  eterio  rt, 

tter  a.\\  t.,  Add 

ftment  to  truti  and  love  God.    Psalm  x::\iv 
1  WilROUGH  an  theel  anging  life 

i  In  trouble  and  in  ;  • 

*5 


54 HYMN  80. Select. 

The  praises  of  my  God  shail  still 
My  heart  and  tongue  employ. 
o  2  Of  his  deliverance  I  will  boast, 
Till  all  who  are  distress 'd, 
From  my  example  Comfort  take, 
And  charm  their  griefs  to  rest, 
o  3  The  hosts  of  God  encamp  around 
Toe  dwellings  of  the  just: 
Protection  he  affords  to  all. 

Who  make  his  Name  their  trust. 
— 4  ()  make  but  trial  of  his  love, 
Experience  will  decide, 
How  bless'd  are  they,  and  only  they, 
Who  in  his  truth  confide. 
€  5  Fear  him,  ye  saints,  and  you  will  then 

Have  nothing  else  to  fear: 
o  Make  you  his  service  your  delight, 

Y  ur  wants  shall  be  his  care.  Tate. 

HYMN  80.     8  6c  7.     Love  Divirze.    [*] 
Grateful  Recollection.     1  Sam.    vii,     12. 
1   /"^OME,  thou  Fount  of  ev'ry  blessing, 

v^    Tune  my  heart  to  sing  thy  grace; 
Streams  of  mercy  never  ceasing, 

Call  for  songs  of  loudest  praise, 
o  Teach  me  some  melodious  sonnet, 

Sung  by  fuming  tongues  above: 
o  Praise  the  mount, — I'm  fix'd  upon  it — 
u       Mmut  i  f  God's;  unchanging  love* 
— 2  Here  I  raise  my  Ebenezcr, 

Hither  by  thine  help  I'm  come, 
And  I  hope,  by  thy  good  pleasure, 

Safely  to  arrive,  ac  home. 
e  Jesus  sought  me  when  a  stranger, 

Wand'ring  from  the  fold  or  God; 
o  He  to  rescue  me  from  danger, 

Interpos'd  with  precious  bipod, 
e  3  O!  to  grace  now  great  a  debtor, 

Daily  I'm  constrained  to  Ix-J 
— Let  that  grace  iv>w,  like  a  fetter, 

Bind  my  wand'ring  heart  to  thee: 
e  Prone  to  wander,  Lord,  I  feel  it — 

Prone  to  -.ave  the  Gad  1  love— 


Select  HYMN  31.  55 

d   Here's  my  heart — ()  take  and  seal  it; 

Seal  it  from  thy courts  above.         Robinson, 

HYMN   81.     8s.   Consolation.     [*] 
Erccllencies  of  Christ. 

1   JJOW  shall  I  my  Saviour  set  forth' 
IX  How  shall  I  his  beauties  declare? 

O  how  shall  I  speak,  of  his  worth, 

Or  what  his  chief  dignities  are? 
o  His  angels  can  never  express, 

Nor  saints  who  sit  nearest  his  throne, 

Ho  v  rich  are  his  treasures  of  grace: — 
e  No!  this  is  a  myst'ry  unknown. 
g  2  In  him  all  the  fulness  of  God 

Tor  ever  transcendently  shines; 
c  Though  once  like  a  mortal  he  stood, 

To  finish  his  gracious  designs: 
p  Though  onee  he  was  naii'd  to  the  cross, 

Vile  rebels  like  me  to  set  free; 
— His  glory  sustained  no  loss, 
g  Eternal  Ins  kingdom  shall  be. 
—3  His  wisdom,  his  love,  and  his  pow'r, 

Seem'd  then,  with  each  other  to  vie; 
c  When  sinners  lie  stoop'd  to  restore, 
p  Poor  sinners  condemned  to  die! 
d  He  laid  all  his  grandeur  aside, 

And  dwelt  in  a  cottage  of  clay: 

Poor  sinners  he  lovM,  till  he  died, 

To  wash  their  pollution  away. 
— 1   O  sinner,  believe  and  adore, 

The  S  i\  iour  so  rich  to  redeem; 

N  )  creature  can  ever  explore 

The  trea  ures  of  goodness  in  him: 

v     Hie,  all  je  who  s 
\>  d  Peel  y  urselves  burdenM  with  - 
.;•,  white  with  terrouryt  >,' 

:-.el;^\^  —  ntl  jfn. 

Vow,  sinner,  attend  t:>  his  ball, 
tVhoao  hat  \tt  him  he ... 

— Eie  promises 

Who  feel  their 
0  He  riches  ha->  ever 

And  treasures  that  net  er  c.:-i  waste- 


56 HYMN  82,  83.  Select. 

o  Heres  pardon,  here's  grace,  yea,  and  more — 
u  Heie's  glory  eternal  at  fast.         Rippon's   Col. 

HYMN    82.     L.  M.     Armlry.     [*] 
Jf#  Goo  J  m  Christ. 

1  PT1HOU  only  Sovereign  of  my  heart, 

A    My  Refuge,  my  almighty  Friend; — 
c  And  can  my  soul  from  i.hee  depart, 
On  whom  alone  my  hopes  depend? 

2  Whither,  ah!  whither  shall  I  go — 
A  wretched  wandYer  from  my  Lord? 
Can  this  dark  world  of  sin  and  woe, 
One  glimpse  of  happiness  afford? 

— 3  Eternal  life  thy  words  impart, 

On  these  my  fainting  spirit  lives; 
o  Here  sweeter  comforts  cheer  my  heart. 

Than  all  the  round  of  nature  gives. 
— 4  Let  earth's  alluring  joys  combine; 
e  While  thou  art  near,  in  vain  they  call: 
o  One  smile,  one  blissful  smile  of  thine, 

My  dearest  Lord,  outweighs  them  all. 
— 5  Thy  Name,  my  inmost  pow'rs  adore; 
o  Thou  art  my  life,  my  joy,  my  care; 
d  Depart  from  thee;— -'tis  death — 'tis  more, 

'Tis  endless  ruin — deep  despair! 
c  6  Low  at  thy  feet  my  soul  would  lie; 

Here  safety  dwells,  and  peace  divine; 
— Still  let  me  live  beneath  thine  eye, 
o  For  life,  eternal  life  is  thine.  STEELE. 

HYMN    83.     L.  M.     Leeds.     [*] 

Temptation:  or,  Safety  in  the  Storm. 
d  1  fT^HE  billows  dwell,  the  winds  are  high, 
L    Clouds  overcast  my  wintry  sky; 

Out  of  the  depths  to  thee  I  call, 
e  My  fe^rs  are  great,  my  strength  is  small. 
— 2  O  Lord,  the  pilot's  part  perform; 

And  guide  and  guard  me  through  the  storm. 

Defend  me  from  each  threatening  ill, 
d  Control  the  waves — say,  "Peace — be  still!" 
— 3    Amidst  the  roaring  of  the  sea, 

My  sou!  still  hangs  her  hopes  on  thee;. 


HYMN  M,  85.  57 

Thy  constant  low,  ic, 

i  i  me  from  des| 
*  4  Dangers  of  ev'ry  shape  and  name, 

Attend  the  follower*  of  the  Lai 

Who  Leavt  Id's  deceitful  shore, 

And  U  ave  it  to  return  no  moi  c. 
— 5  ThoJ  tempestvtoss'd  and  halt* a  wreck, 

Saviour  through  the  floods  I  seek; 
u  Let  neither  winds,  nc  r  stormy  rain, 

Force  back  mv  shau  i\i  bark  again.    Cowpkh. 

HYMN   8f     7<.     Hotham      [*] 
,  the  litj'i'^e  f)'.in  the  Storm.    Dent,    xxxiii,  27 

1  TLSUS,  lover  of  my  soul, 
•I    Let  me  to  thy  boson.  \)y, 

While  the  billows  near  me  r  II, 
While  the  tempest  still  is  nigh! 
Hide  me,  O  my  Saviour  hide, 
Till  the  storm  of  life  is  past, 
Safe  into  the  haven  guide; 

0  receive  my  soul  at  last? 

2  OtWer  refuge  have  I  none; 
Hangs  my  helpless  soul  <  0  thec, 
Lea\e,  ah:  leave  me  not  alone — 
Slill  support  and  comfort  me. 
All  my  trust  on  thec  is  stay'd, 
All  my  help  from  thee  I  bring; 
Cover  my  defenceless  head, 
With  the  shadow  of  thy  wing. 

3  Thou,  O  Christ,  art  all  IwaDt; 
More  than  all  in  thee  I  find; 
Raise  the  fallen,  cheer  the  faint, 

1  L  al  the  sick,  and  lead  tiie  blind. 
Just  and  holy  is  thy  name, 

1  am  all  unrighteousness; 
\  ile  and  full  of  sin  1  im, 
Th<  u  art  full  of  truth  and  grace.  Cowrf!*. 

HYMN   85.     R,   M.     .1/lerton.     [*] 
Jcrux,    the  Pilot.     Luke  viii,  S|L 

1     TFESUS,  ftt  thy  command, 
•J   [  launch  into  the  deep; 

And  leave  my  native  land, 
Where  sin  lulls  all  asleep: 


58 IIYMN  EM. Select, 

For  thee  I  fain  would  all  resign, 

And  sail  to  heav'n  with  thee  and  thine; 

2  Thou  art  my  Pilot  wise; 
My  compass  is  thy  word; 
My  s.  til  each  storm  defies, 
While  I  have  such  a  L<  rd! 

I  trust  thy  faithfulness  and  pow'r, 
To  save  me  in  the  trying  hour. 

3  Though  rocks  and  quicksands  deep, 
Through  all  my  passage  lie; 

Yet  thou  wilt  satVlykeep, 
And  guide  me  with  thine  eye: 
My  anchor,  hope,  shall  firm  abide, 
And  1  each  boisterous  storm  outride. 
o      4  By  faith  I  see  the  land, 
The  port  of  cue! less  rest; 
My  soul,  thy  sails  expand, 
And  li)  to  Jesus' breast. 

0  may  I  reach  the  heaw.ly  shore, 
Where  winds  and  waves  distress  no  more' 

t       5  Whene'er  becalm'd  I  lie, 

And  storms  and  wines  subside; 
Lord  to  my  succour  fly, 
And  keep  me  near  thy  side: 
For  more  the  treach'rous  calm  I  dread, 
Than  tempests  bursting  o'er  my  head, 
o       6  Come,  heav'nly  Wind,  and  blow 
A  prosperous  gale  of  grace, 
To  waft  me  from  below, 
To  hea\'n,  my  destin'd  place: 
s  Then  in  full  sail,  my  port  I'll  find, 
And  leave  the  world,  and  sin,  behind. 

Huntingdon, 

HYMN  86.     L."M.     Castle  Street.     [*] 
JWy  Redeeintr  liveth.    Job    xix,  25. 

1  "T  KNOW  that  my  Redeemer  lives;" 

A  What  comforts,  this  sweet  sentence  gives, 
He  lives,  he  lives,  who  once  was  dead, 
He  lives,  my  ever  living  head! 

2  He  lives — triumphant  from  the  grave, 
He  lives — eternally  to  save; 

He  lives — all  glorious  in  the  sky, 
He  lives — exalted  there  on  high. 


Select.  HY\L\  87. 

3  tie  lives —  o  bless  me  with  his  luve, 
He  lives — to  plead  for  me  above; 

He  lives — my  hungry  soul  to  feed, 
He  lives — .o  help  in  time  of  need. 

4  He  lives— to  grant  me  rich  supply, 
He  lives — to  guide  me  with  his  eye; 
He  lives — to  comfort  me  when  faint, 
He  lives — to  hear  my  soul's  complaint. 

5  He  lives — to  silence  all  my  fears. 
He  lives — to  stoop  and  wipe  my  (ears; 
He  lives — to  eaten  my  troubled  heart, 
He  lives — all  blessings  to  impart. 

6  He  lives — my  kind,  wise  heav'nly  Prienc, 
He  lives — and  loves  me  to  the  end; 

He  lives — and  while  he  lives  I'll  sing. 
He  lives — my  prophet,  priest,  and  king. 

7  He  lives — and  grants  me  daily  breath. 
He  lives — and  I  shall  conquer  death! 
He  lives — my  mansion  to  prepare, 

He  lives — to  bring  me  safely  there. 
o  8  He  lives — all  glory  to  his  name' 

He  lives — my  Jesus,  stiil  the  same: 
c  O  the  sweet  joy  this  sentence  gives, 
o  "I  know  that  my  Redeemer  lives?*'       V 

HYMN  87.    7s.    Fairfax.     [*] 
Life  and  Strength  in  Christ. 

\    OON  of  God,  thy  blessing  grant, 

O  bull  SUppl)   my  ev'ry  want; 
Free  of  life,  thine  influence  shed. 
With  thy  tap  my  spirit  i\-t.\\. 
e  2  Tendered  branch,  alas!  am  1. 
Wither  without  thee,  and  die; 
W<-ak  as  helpless  infancy? 
()  confirm  my  soul  in  \h 

3  Unsustaiu'd  !>y  thee,  I  fall 
Send  the  i  >r  which  I  cal 
Weaker  than  a  bruised  reed, 
Help  I  ev'ry  in  >ment  r, 

4  All  my  :id; 
— .L~>ve  me 

Give  mi 

t  < 


6,0  HYMN  8S,  89.      Seloct. 

HVMN8S.    L.iVL     Castle  Street.    [*] 

Jcli-n-ah-Jesus. 

1  IfY  so.ng  shall  bless  the  Lord  of  all, 
jJfM.  My  praise  sli  ill  climb  to  his  abode: 
d   Thee,  Saviour,  by  that  na  ne  I  call, 

The  great Supre me,  the  mighty  God. 
-—2  Without  beginning,  or  decline, 

Object  of  faith,  and  not  of  sense; 
g  Eternal  ages  saw  Him  shine — 

He  shines  eternal  ages  hence. 
c  3  As  much  when  in  die  manger  laid, 
o  Almighty  ruler  of  the  sky; 
— As  when  the  six  day's  work  he  made 
o  Fiird  all  the  morning  stars  with  joy. 
— 4  Of  all  the  crowns  Jehovah  bears 

Salvation  is  his  dearest  claim;  # 

That  gtacious  sound  wed  ple-ts'd  he  hears, 

And  owns  Emmanuel  for  Uis  name. 
o  5  A  cheerful  confidence  I  feel, 

My  well  plac'd  hopes  with  joy  I  see; 

My  bosom  glows  with  heav'nly  zeal, 

To  worship  him  who  died  for  ne. 
€  6  As  man,  he  pities  my  complaint; 
o  His  pow'r  and  truth  are  all  divine; 
— He  will  not  fail,  he  cannot  faint, 
g  Sal  vat  on's  Sun,  and  must  be  mine.       Cowper, 

HYMN   89.     L.  ?vl.     Leeds.     [*] 

Assurance  in  Christ  our  (lightemisness.    Isa.  xiv,  9*» 

Jer.    xxiii,  6. 

1    XESUS,  thy  blaoc!  and  righteousness 
%#    My  beauty  are,  my  glorious  dress; 
o  'Midst flaming  worlds,  in  these  array'd, 

With  joy  shall  I  lift  up  my  head. 
e.  2  When  from  the  dust  of  death  I  rise, 

To  claim  my  mansion  io  the  skies; 

E'en  then  shall  t  us  be  all  my  plea— 

d  "Jesus  hath  Uv'd  -and  dy'd  for  mc!r' 
—,3  Bold  shall  1  st  md  in  thi  t  great  day, 

For  who  aught  to  my  charge  shall  lay? 

Fuliy,  through  thee  absolved  I  am, 

From  sin'.-  tremendous  curse  and  sua': 


Select.  HYMN  90,  91.  61 

i -     ..... .  ^ 

4  Thus  Abraham  the  friend  oi  God, 
Thus  all  the  armies  bought  with  blood, 

\  iour  of  sinners,  thee  proclaim — 
c  Sinners,  of  whom  the  chief  I  am. 
— 5  This  spotless  robe  the  same  appears, 

When  ruin'd  nature  sinks  in  years; 

No  age  can  change  its  glorious  hue; 

The  robe  of  Christ  is  ever  new. 
o  6  O  let  the  dead  now  hear  thy  voice; 
o  Now  bid  thy  banish'd  ones  rejoice; 
— Their  beauty  this,  their  glorious  dress, 
g  "Jesus  the  Lord  our  righteous*' 

VVksj  kv, 

~  HYMN    90.     C.  M.     Arundel.     [*] 

Holy  Fortitude'    or>  the  CJiristicn  Soldier. 

1     4  M  I  a  soldier  of  the  cross? 

-/'1l  A  follower  of  the  Lamb! 
t  \v\  shall  I  fear  to  own  his  c 

Or  blush  to  speak  his  name? 
—2  Mast  I  be  carry VI  to  the.  skies, 

On  tlow'ry  beds  of  ease? 
e  Whilst  others  fought  to  win  the  pi  i;:e. 

Aiid  sail'd  through  bloody  scav' 
— 3  Are  there  no  foes  for  me  to  face? 

Must  I  not  stem  the  Hood? 
c  Is  this  vile  world  a  friend  to  grace, 

To  help  me  en  to  God? 
o  4  Sure  I  must  fight;  if  I  would  reign; 
c       Increase  my  courage  Lord; 
o  I'll  bear  the  toil,  endure  the  pain, 
ported  by  thy  word. 

5  Thy  saints,  in  all  this  glorious  v 
Shall  conquer;,  though  they  die; 

o  They  view  the  triumph  from  afar, 

ith  their  e)  e. 
o   C  When  that  illustrious  day  shall  rise, 
And  all  thy  armies  shine* 
In  robes  of  victory  through  the  skies — 

'  '      '  Watt 

HYMN    91.    8,  7  5c  4.     Tamworfh.     [*] 

Cod  the  P\   p      .       Guide.     P§.    xlviii,  14. 

1   f^UIDE  mr,()  thou  great  Jehovah, 
vJ  Pilgrim  thro'  this  barren  land; 


o^ HYMX  92. SMcrt. 

1  am  weak,  lint,  thou  art  mighty; 
Hold  me  with  thy  pow'rful  hand: 

Bread  of  heaven, 
Feed  rnc  till  I  want  no  more. 

2  Open,  Lord,  the  crystal  fountain, 
Whence  toe  healing  streams  do  flow; 

Let  the  fiery,  cloudy  pillar, 

Lead  me  all  my  journey  through: 

Strong  Deliverer? 
Be  thou  still  my  strength  and  shield. 
e  3  When  I  tread  the  verge  of  Jordan, 

Bid  :ny  anxious  fears  subside; 
o  Death  of  death,  and  hell's  destruction, 
Land  me  safe  on  Canaan's  side: 

Songs  of  praise-. — 
I  will  ever  give  to  thee.  Robinson. 

HYMX  92.    L.  P.  M.     Devotion.     [v] 
The  Christian'*  Slu:pherd.    Ps.  xx.ii. 

1  HPHE  Lord  my  pasture  shall  prepare, 
t-    And  feed  me  with  a  shepherd's  care; 

His  presence  shall  my  wants  supply, 

And  guard  me  with  a  watchful  eye; 

My  noonday  walks  he  shall  attend, 

And  all  my  midnight  hours  defend. 
t  2  When  in  the  sultry  glebe  I  faint, 

Or  on  the  thirsty  mountains  pant, 

To  fertile  vales  and  dewy  meads, 

My  weary  wand'ring  steps  he  leads, 

Where  peaceful  rivers,  soft  and  slow, 

Amid  the  verdant  landscapes  flow, 
e  3  Though  in  a  bare  and  rugged  way, 

Through  devious,  lonely  wiids  I  stray; 
— His  bounty  shall  my  pains  beguile; 
o  The  birren  wilderness  shall  smile, 

With  lively  greens  and  herbage  crown'd, 

And  streams  shall  murmur  all  around, 
o  4  Though  in  the  paths  of  death  I  tread, 

With  gloomy  horrours  overspread, 
o  My  steadfast  heart  shall  fear  no  ill, 

For  thou,  O  Lord,  art  witn  me  stiil; 

Thy  friendly  crook  shall  give  me  aid, 

And  guide  me  thro'  the  dismal  shade.  Addisov. 


Select.  HYMN  93,  94. 

HYMN  9:,.     L.  M.     Ofiorio.     [*] 
Ministry  trfjlrtgeh.    Ps.  xci,  II. 

1    OKE,  Gabriel  swift  descends  to  earth, 
O  Glad  to  foretej  a  Saviour's  birth; 

Hafk! — a  full  cboir  of  angels  sing, 

The  new-born  Saviour,  and  the  Kin*;, 
e   2  Behold  these  iwift  wing'd  envoys  wait 

On  Jesus,  in  Ids  humble  state; 
p  The  desert  and  (lie  garden  prove- 

Their  glowing  zeal,  their  tender  love. 
o  3    They  saw  the  Conqueror  mount  of)  high, 

To  glorious  worlds  beyond  the  sky; 

Escorted  by  a  shining  band, 

To  take  his  place  at  God's  right  hand. 
—4  Still  are  these  glorious  hosts  above 

Em  ploy 'din  messages  of  love; 

On  saints  below  they  cheerful  wait, 

Nor  think  the  work  beneath  their  slate. 

5  Jesus,  my  Lord,  my  living  Friend, 

May  these  thy  servants  me  attend, 

Thro'  life;  and  when  I  quit  this  clay, 
o  Safe  to  thine  arms  m\  soul  convey.     Need  HAM, 

HYMN  94.    C.  M.     Devizes.     [*] 
Servant 8  of  God  always  suje. 
1  TIOW  are  thy  serva  'd  O  Lord, 

U  How  sure  is  their  defence! 
0  Eternal  wisdom  is  their  guide, 

Their  help,  Omnipotence. 
—  2   In  foreign  realms,  and  lands  remote, 
Suppoi  ted  by  th\  ca 
Thro'  burning  c  y  p  tss  unhurt, 

And  breathe  in  tainted  air. 
c  3  When  by  the  dreadful  tempest  borne; 

High  on  the  broken  irave, 
o  They  know  thou  art  not  slow  to  'near, 

Nor  impotent  to  save* 
— 4  The  storm  is  laid — the  winds  retire. 
Obedient  to  thy  will: 
The  sea  that  roars  at  thy  command, 
At  thy  command  is  still. 


04  HYMN  95,  96.  Select. 

c  5  In  'midst  of  dangers,  fears,  and  deaths, 

Thy  goodness  we'll  adore; 
o  We'll  praise  thee  for  thy  mercies  past; 
e       And  humbly  hope  for  more. 
— 6  Our  life,  while  thou  preserv'st  that  life, 

Thy  sacrifice  shall  be; 
And  death,  when  death  shall  be  our  lot, 
o      Shall  join  our  souls  to  thee.  Addison. 

HYMN  95.     C.    M.     PkyeVs.     [*] 
Confidence  and  joy  in  Gad*     Hab.   iii,  17, 18. 
e  1     4  LTHO'  the  vine  its  fruit  deny, 
J\.  Altho'  the  olitfe  yield  no  oil; 
The  with 'ring  fig-tree  droop  and  die, 

The  held  delude  the  tiller's  toil; — 
2  Altho'  the  stall  no  herd  afford, 
p       And  perish  all  the  bleating  race; 
o  Yet  will  I  triumph  in  the  Lord, 
s       The  God  of  my  salvation  praise. 
e  3  Tho'  comfortless  my  soul  remain, 

And  not  a  gleam  of  light  appear; 
a  Tho'  joy  be  sought,  and  sought  in  vain, 

And  tho'  despair  itself  be  near; — 
p  4  Altho'  assurance  all  be  lost. 

And  blooming  hopes  cut  off  I  see; 
o  Yet  will  I  hi  my  Saviour  trust, 
g       And  gl  ry  that  he  died  for  me.  Wesley. 

HYMN  96.     C.  M.    Zion.    [*] 
Christ  the   Believer's    Sojig. 
e  1  FT1HOU  dear  Redeemer,  dying  Lamb, 

X    We  love  to  hear  of  thee; 
—No  musick's  like  thy  charming  name, 
Nor  half  so  sweet  can  be. 

«  2  O  may  we  ever  hear  thy  voice, 

In  mercy  to  us  speak; 
o  And  in  our  Priest  will  we  rejoice. 

Thou  great  Melchisedeck. 
— 3  Our  Jesus  shall  be  still  our  theme, 

While  in  this  world  we  stay; 
o  We'll  sing  our  Jesus'  lovely  name, 

When  all  things  else  decay. 


Select.  HYMN  97,  98. 65 

— 1-  When  we  appear  in  yonder  cloud, 

With  ail  the  favour'd  throng; 
B  Then  will  we  sing  more  sweet,  more  loud. 

And  Christ  shall  be  our  song.  Madax's  Col. 


Adieu    to  the  vain  World. 

d   1   T¥70RLD,  adieu  thou  real  cheat; 
1  ▼     Oft  have  thy  deceitful  charms 

FiU'd  my  heart  with  fond  conceit, 

Foolish  hopes  and  false  alarms: 
— Now  1  see  as  clear  as  day, 

How  thy  follies  pass  away, 
e  2  Vain,  thy  entei  twining  sights:. 

False,  thy  promises  renew  d; 

All  the  pomp  of  thy  delights 

Does  but  flatter  and  delude: 

Thee  I  quit  for  heav'n  above, 

Object  of  the  noblest  love. 
— 3  Let  not,  Lord,  my  wand'ring  mind 

Follow  after  fleeting  toys; 

Since  in  thee  alone  I  find, 

Solid  and  substantial  joys: — 
i  Joys  that  never  overpast, 

Through  eternity  shall  last. 
;%  4  Lord,  how  happy  is  a  heart, 

After  thee  while  it  aspires! 
— True  and  faithful  as  thou  art, 

Thou  shalt  answer  its  d<  si 
g  It  shall  see  the  glorious  scene 

Of  thine  everlasting  reign.  Madan's  Col, 

h\MN    98.    7  &  6.    Amsterdam,     [*] 
The  Pilgrim's  Song. 

o  1  ~JT>ISE,  my  soul,  and  stn  tch  thy  wings, 
-IX  T  iy  belter  portion  trace; 
Rise  fr<  m  transit  oi  i  things, 
Tow'rds  heav'n  thy  native  place! 
p  Sun,    nd  moon,  and  star-  At  i 

Time  shall  soon  this  earth  remove: 
3  Rise,  my  soul,  ahi  .  ay. 

To  seats  ^repar'd  *l 

*6 


66  HYMN  99. Select. 

— 2  Rivers  to  the  ocean  run, 
Nor  stay  in  all  their  course; 
Fire,  ascending,  seeks  the  sun; 
Both  speed  them  to  their  source* 
c  So  a  soul  that's  born  of  God, 
Pants  to  view  his  glorious  face; 
Upward  tends  to  his  abode, 
To  rest  in  his  embrace, 
d  3  Cease  ye  pilgrims,  cease  to  mourn, 

Press  onward  to  the  prize; 
o  Soon  our  Saviour  will  return, 

Triumphant  in  the  skies. 
e  Yet  a  season,  and  you  know, 

Happy  entrance  will  begiv'n; 
€  All  our  sorrows  left  below, 

And  earth  exchang'd  for  heav'n. 

Madan's  Col, 

HYMN  99.     10  &  11      Walworth.      [*] 
View  of  Heaven.    Rev.    xxii,   1 — 5. 

1  £\$  wingsof  faith  mountup,  my  soul,  and  rise, 
vl  View  thine  inheritance  beyond  the  skies; 
Nor  heart  can  think,  nor  mortal  tongue  can  tell, 
What  endL-ss  pleasure  in  those  mansions  dwell: 

There  my  Redeemer  lives,  all  bright  and  glorious, 
O'er  sin,  and  death,  and  hell,  he  reigns  victorious. 

2  No  gnawing  grief,  no  sad  heart-rending  pain, 
In  that  bless'ii  country  can  admission  gain; 
No  sorrow  there,  no  soul-tormenting  fear, 
For  God's  own  hand  shall  wipe  the  falling  tear. 

There  my  Redeemer  lives,  £tc. 

3  Before  the  throne  a  crystal  river  glides, 
Immortal  verdure  decks  its  cheerful  sides; 
There  the  fair  tree  of  life  majestic  rears 

Irs  blooming  head,  and  sovereign  virtue  bears: 
There  my  Redeemer  lives,  Sec. 

4  No  rising  sun  his  endless  beams  displays, 
No  sickly  moon  emits  her  f<  eble  rays; 
The  Godhead  there  celestial  glory  sheds, 
Th'  exalted  Lamb  eternal  radiance  spreads: 

There  my  Redeemer  li\ea,  &c. 
■">  One  distant  glimpse  my  eager  passion* fires! 
Tesus,  to  thee  my  longing  soul  aspires' 


Solent.  HYMN  100,  101.  67 

When  shall  1  at  mj  heavenly  home  arrive — 
When  leave  this  earth,  and  when  begin  to  live? 
For  there  my  Saviolir  is  all  bright  and  glorious, 
O'er  sin,  and  death,  and  hell,  he  reigns  victorious. 

Straphax. 

HVMX   100.     7s.     St.  John's.     [*] 
Privileges  of  Adoption.     1  John  iii,  1,  L2. 

1  TVLESbED  are  the  sons  of  God; 

jii  They  are  bought  with  Christ's  own  blood, 
They  are  ransom M  from  the  grave; 
Life  eternal  they  shall  have: 
With  tl;em  numbered  may  wc  be, 
Here,  and  in  eternity. 

2  God  did  love  them  in  his  Son, 
Long  before  the  world  begun; 
They  the  seal  of  this  receive, 
When  on  Jesus  they  believe: 
With  them  number'd  may  we  be, 
Here,  and  in  eternity. 

3  They  are  justiii'd  by  grace; 
They  enjoy  a  solid  peace; 

All  their  sins  are  wash'd  away; 
They  shall  stand  in  God's  great  da 
With  them  number'd  may  we  be, 
Here,  and  in  eternity. 

4  They  produce  the  fruits  of  grace, 
In  the  works  of  righteousness; 
They  are  harmless,  meek,  and  mild, 
Holy,  blameless,  undefii'd: 

With  thrm  number'd  may  we  be, 
Here*  and  in  eternity. 

5  They  are  Lights  upon  the  earth, 
o  Children  of  an  beav'nly  birth; 

One  with  God,  with  Jesus  one; 
( rlory  is  in  them  began: 
g  With  them  number'd  may  we  be, 
Hei  e,  a  d  in  eternity.  Ho  :. 

Sup 

1    fa  IV  gr*  r  I  love, 

!.▼  1  His  prak 


ftB HYMN    101.  Select. 

And  join  with  tue  armies  above* 

To  shout  his  adorable  name. 

To  gaze  on  his  gloi  ies  divine, 

Shall  be  my  eternal  employ  — 

To  feel  them  incessantly  shine, 

My  boundless  ineffable  joy. 
e  2  He  freely  redeem 'd  with  his  blood, 

My  soul  from  the  confines  of  hell, 
•  -•To  live  on  the  smiles  of  my  God, 

And  in  his  sweet  presence  to  dwell; 
o  To  snine  with  the  angels  of  light, 

With  saims  and  with  seraphs  to  sing; 
g  To  view  with  eternal  delight, — 

My  Jt  sus,  my  Sauour,  my  King. 
e  3  In  Mesech  as  \et  I  reside — 

A  darksome  and  restless  abode1 

Molested  with  foes  on  each  side, 

And  longing  to  dwell  with  my  God, 
c  O  when  shall  my  spiiit  exchange 

This  cell  of  corruptible  c;ay, 

For  mansions  celestial,  and  range 

Through  realms  uf  ineffable  day! 

4  My  glorious  Redeemer,  I  long 

To  lee  thee  descend  on  the  cloud, 

Amidst  the  bright  numberless  throng, 

And  mix  with  the  triumphant  crowd. 
e  O  when  wilt  thou  bid  me  ascend, 

To  join  in  thy  praises  above — 

To  gaze  on  thee — world  without  end, 

And  feast  on  thy  ravishing  love? 
5  Nor  sorrow,  nor  sickness,  nor  pain. 

Nor  sin,  nor  temptation,  nor  fear, 

Shall  ever  molest  me  again, 
o  Perfection  of  glory  rtigns  there; 
—This  soul  and  this  body  shall  shine, 

In  robes  of  salvation  and  praise; 

And  banquet  on  pleasures  divine, 

Where  God  his  full  beauty  displays. 
d  6  Ye  palaces,  sceptres,  and  crowns, 

Your  p»  ide  with  disdain  1  survey; 

Your  pomps  are  but  shadows  and  sounds, 

And  pass  in  a  moment  away: 


HYMN   102,   103. 

n  The  crown  that  my  Saviour  bestows, 

You  permament  sun  shall  outshine; 
g  My  joy  everlastingly  flows — 

My  God,  my  Red&mter  is  mine  FrAncis, 

HYMN  102.    5&  6.    Mtwautle.  [*] 

Praise  for  Salvatioir. 
1   fV- R  Savi  ur  a' one, 
\J  The  Lord  let  us  bless, 
Who  reigns  on  his  throne, 
The  Prince  of  our  peaces 
Who  evermore  saves  us, 
By  shedding  his  blood: 
9  All  hail,  holy  Jesus, 

Our  Lord  and  our  God1 

—  2  We  thankfully  sing 
Thy  glory  and  praise, 
Thou  merciful  spring 
Of  pity  and  grace: 

— Thy  kindness  for  ever 

To  men  we  will  tell; 
o  And  say,  our  dear  Saviour 

Redeemed  us  from  nell. 

—  3  Preserve  us  in  love, 
While  here  we  abide: 
O  never  remove 

Thy  presence,  nor  hide 
Thy  glorious  salvation; 
0       Till  each  of  see, 
With  joy,  the  bless'd  vision, 
Completed  in  thee! 


'A1 


HYMN    103.     S.    M.     Aativity.     [*] 

Song-  of  .Moses  and  the  Lamb.     Rev.  xv,  3. 

WAKE,  and  sing  the  song 
L  Of  Moses  and  the  Lamb; 
Wake,  ev'ry  heart  and  ev'ry  tongue, 
To  praise  the  Saviour's  name. 
2  Sing  of  his  dying  love, 
Sing  of  his  rising  pow<  r; 
Sing  how  he  intercedes  above, 
For  those  whose  sins  he  bore. 


fO  HYMN   104.  Select. 

—     3  Sing;,  till  we  feci  our  heart 

Ascending  w;th  our  t  v> 
Sing,  tiil  the  love  of  sin  depart, 
!  grace  inspires  our  song, 
o       A  Sing  on  yourheav'nly  way, 

Ye  ransom'd  sinner-,   sing; 
u  S'ng  on,  rej  -iciny:  cvYy  day, 

In  Christ,  th*  eternal  Ki^g. 
e       5  Soon  shall  we  hear  hitw  say, 
d       uYe  blessed  children  come:" 
— Sion  will  he  call  us  h^nre  awav, 

And  take  his  wand'rers  heme. 
o       G  Soon  shall  our  raptur'd  tongue 

His  endless  praise  proclaim; 
g  And  ^v-eeier  voxes  tune  the  song 

Of  3 loses  and  t h e  L a m b .  H a  M  M  r» >:  1 1  - 


HYMN  104.     7s.     Redeeming  Love.     [*] 
The  Christian  s  song. 

1   fiR  ATEFUL  notes  and  numbers  bring; 
yj*  While  Jehovah's  praise  we  sing; 
g  Holy,  holy,  holy  Lord, 

Be  thy  glorious  Name  ador'd. 
—2  Men  on  earth,  and  saints  above, 

Sing  the  great  Redeemer's  love: 

Loid,  thy  mercies  never  fail; 
o  Hail,  Celestial  Goodness,  hail! 
t  3  Tlmugh  unworthy,  Lord,  thine  car 
— Our  humble  hallelujahs  hear; 
o  Purer  praise  we  hope  to  bring. 

When  with  sainf.s  we  stand  and  sing 
— 4  Lead  us  to  that  blissful  state, 

Wfci  re  thou  reign 'st  supremely  great: 
e  Look  with  p;ty  from  thy  throne, 

Send  the  H<  ly  Spirit  down, 
— 5  While  on  earth  ordainM  to  stay, 

Guide  our  footstep* in  thy  wav; 

Ti  1  we  come  to  reign  with  thee, 

And  thy  glorious  greatness  see. 
0  6  Then  with  angels  we'll  again 
U  Wake  a  louder,  louder  strain; 
s  There  in  joyf  il  songs  of  praise. 

We'll  our  grateful  voices  raise- 


Select.  HYMN  105,  106. 71 

~-7  Tbcrc  no  tongue  sh  til  silent  bei 

shall  join  sweet  harmony; 
g  That  thro1  heav'u's  all  spacious  round, 

Praise  to  God,  may  ever  sound. 
Lord  thy  mercies never  fail; 
Hail,  Celestial  Goodness,  hail! 

HYMN   105.     L.  M.     Oporto.     [*] 
Dignity s  caul  Happiness  of  the  Christian. 

1  "I HONOUR  and  happiness  unite, 

1.1.  To  make  the  Christian's  name  a  praisje: 
How  fair  the  scene,  how  clear  the  light, 
Tli at  hi  is  the  remnant  of  his  days? 

2  A  kingly  character  he  hears; 

Ko  change  his  priestly  office  knows; 
Unfading  is  the  crown  lie  wears; 
His  joys  can  never  reach  a  c> 

3  Adorn'd  with  glory  from  on  high, 
Salvation  shines  upon  his  face; 

His  robe  is  ofth'  etherial  dye, 
His  step^  arc  dignity  and  grace. 

4  Inferior  honours  he  disdains, 

Nor  stops  to  take  applause  from  earth; 
The  King  of  kings  himself 'maintains 
The  expencc-b  of"  his  heav'nly  birth. 

5  The  noblest  creature  seen  below, 
Ordain'd  to  fill  a  throne  above! 
God  gives  him  all  he  can  bestow — 
Ilib  kingdom  of  eternal  K>\  e! 

6  My  soul  is  ravish  \1  at  the  thought-— 
Methinks  from  earth  I  see  him  rise; 
Angels  congratulate  his  lot, 

And  shout  him  welcome  to  the  skies!    Cowpkr. 

HYMN  106.    5&6.     Wesley.     [*] 
(Joil'.;  Servants  should  praise  and  extol  him* 
l  vr E  servants  of  ( rod, 
A   Your  Master  proclaim, 

And  publish  abroad 
His  wonderful  Name; 
The  name  all  victoi 
Of  Jesus  extol; 


72       HYMN  107. Select, 

His  kingdom  is  glorious, 

And  rules  over  all. 
g      2  God  ruleth  on  high, 

Almighty  to  save; 

And  still  he  is  nigh, 

His  presence  we  have. 
The  great  congregation 

His  triumph  shall  sing, 
Ascribing  salvation 

To  Jesus  our  King. 
0      3  Salvation  to  God 

Who  sits  on  the  throne — 

Let  all  cry  aloud 

And  honour  the  Son: 
Our  Jesus's  praises 

The  angeis  proclaim; 
Fall  down  on  their  faces 

And  worship  the  Lamb= 
e      4  Then  let  us  adore, 

And  give  him  his  right; 
q       All  glory  and  power, 

And  wisdom  and  might: 
g  All  honour  and  blessing, 

With  angels  above; 
And  thanks  never  ceasing, 

And  infinite  love.  Madam* a  Coi 

HYMN  107.     6  &  4.     Trinity.     [*] 
Invocation  to  Father,  Son,  and  Jloiy  Spirit. 
10ME,  thou  Almighty  King, 
Help  us  thy  name  to  sing, 
Help  us  to  praise! 
e  Father  all  glorious, 
O'er  all  victorious, 
Come  and  reign  over  us, 
Ancient  of  days. 
cr  2  Jesus,  our  Lord,  arise, 
Scatter  our  enemies, 
And  make  them  fall! 
g  Let  thine  almighty  aid 
Our  sure  defence  be  made, 
Our  souls  on  thee  be  stay'd; 
?      Lord-  frear  our  catU 


cc 


Select.  HYMN   108. 


3  Come,  thou,  incarnate  Word, 
Gird  on  thy  mighty  sword; 
Our  prayer  attend! 
o  Come,  and  thy  people  bless, 

I  give  thy  word  success; 
f  Spirit  of  holiness, 
On  us  descend! 
—4  Come,  holy  Comforter, 
Thy  sacred  witness  bear, 
In  this  glad  hour! 
o  Thou,  who  almighty  art, 
Now  rule  in  cv'iy  heart, 
And  ne'er  from  us  depart, 
Spirit  of  pow'r. 
g  5  'i  u  One  iri  Three, 

The  highest  praises  be, 

Hence  evermore! 
His  sovereign  m  \\  sty, 
May  we  in  gloi  y  see, 
And  to  etc 
Love  and  ad  re!  Madak's  Col. 

H\  MN  108.     L.  M.     tiabyltm.     [b] 
The  S  ' .jicd  and  found  wanting-.     Dan.  iv,  IT. 

1  fl  AI6E,  thoughtless  sinuer%  rai  eye — 
Xli  Behold  God's  balance  Lifted  high! 

There  shall  his  justice  be  display 'd, 

And  there  thy  hope  and  life  be  weigh'd. 

2  See  in  one  scale  his  perfect  law; 
Mark  with  what  force  its  precepts  draw, 

e  Would'st  thuu  the  awful  t.  i? — 

d  Thy  works  bow  light!  thy  thoughts  how  vainl 

— 3  Behold  the  hand  of  God  appears, 

To  trace  those  dreadful  characters; 
d  "Tekcl — thy  soul  is  wanting  found, 

"And  wrath  shall  smite  thee  to  the  ground/' 
e  4  Let  sudden  fear  thy  nerves  unbrace; 

Let  horrour  shake  thy  tott'ring  knees; 
p  Thro*  all  thy  thoughts  let  anguish  roll, 

And  deep  repentance  melt  thy  soul. 
— 5  One  only  hope  may  yet  prevail — 

Christ  has  a  weight  to  turn  the  scale; 
o  Still  does  the  gospel  publish  peace, 

And  shew  a  Saviour's  righteousness. 
Select.  7 


74  HYMN   109,110.  Select. 

— r>  Great  God,  exert  thy  powY  to  save, 
Deep  on  the  heart  these  truths  engrave; 
The  pondYous  load  of  guilt  remove, 
That  trembling  lips  may  sing  thy  love, 

Doddridge. 

HYMN  109.     7s.     Fairfax,     [b] 
Sinner,  prepare  to  meet  Go  J. 

e  1   CJINNER,  art  thou  snll  secure? 
£3     Wilt  thou  still  refuse  to  pray? 

Can  thy  heart  or  hand  endure, 

In  the  Lord's  avenging  day? 
d  2  See,  his  mighty  arm  is  brac'd, 

Awful  terrours  clothe  his  brow! 
e  For  his  judgment  stand  prepared — 

Thou  must  either  break  or  bow. 
g  3  At  his  pi'esence  nature  shakes, 

Earth  affrighted  hastes  to  flee; 

Solid  mountains  melt  like  wax: 
p  What  will  then  become  of  thee! 
c  4  Who  his  advent  may  abide? 
— You  who  glory  in  your  shame, 

Will  you  find  a  place  to  hide, 

When  the  world  is  wrapp'd  in  flamed 

5  Lord,  prepare  us  by  thy  grace, 
Soon  we  must  resign  our  breath; 
And  our  souls  be  call'd  to  pass 
Through  the  iron  gate  of  death. 

6  Let  us  now  our  day  improve, 
Listen  to  the  gospel  voice; 
Seek  the  things  that  are  above; 

Scorn  the  world's  pretended  joys.     Ne  wtox. 

*        HYMN   110.  CM.     mslwfisgate.    [b] 
Sinners  intreated  to  forsake  their  -ways.    Isa.  Iv,  7, 

1  QINNERS,  the  voice  of  God  regard; 
e       ^     His  mercy  speaks  to-day; 

—He  calls  you  by  his  sovereign  word, 
From  sin's  destructive  way. 

2  Like  the  rough  sea  that  cannot  rest, 
You  live  devoid  of  peace; 

A  thousand  stings  within  your  breast, 
Deprive  your  souls  of  case. 


Sell  IIYMXlli.  n 


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will  you  in  the  crooked  ways 
Of  sin  and  folly  go? 

In  pain  yon  travail  all  your  days, 
To  reap  immortal  n 
o  4  But  he  who  turns  to  God  shall  live, 
Through  his  abounding  grace: 
His  mercy  will  the  guilt  forgive, 
Of  those  who  seek,  his  face. 
— 5  How  to  the  sceptre  of  his  word, 
Renouncing  ev'ry  sin; 
Submit  to  him,  your  sovereign  Lord, 
And  learn  his  will  divine. 
o  6  His  love  exceeds  your  highest  tho'ts; 

He  pardons  like  a  God; 
o  He  will  forgive  your  numerous  faults 

Thro*  a  Redeemer's  blood.  Fawcftt. 

HYMN  111.    8,  7  6c  4.     Littleton,     [b] 
Sinners  entreated  to  Hear. 
DINNERS,  will  you  scorn  the  message, 
Sent  in  mercy  from  above? 
t  Every  sentence — O  how  tender! 

—     Every  line  is  full  of  loi  e; 
a  Listen  to  it — 

o      Everj  line  is  full  of  love. 
— 2  Hear  the  heralds  of  the  Gospel, 
News  from  Zion's  king  proclaim, 
o  To  each  rebel  sinner — "Pardon, 

4tFree  forgiveness  in  his  name." 
c  How  imp  >rtaoi! 

d  Free  forgiveness  in  his  name! 
— 3  Tempted  souls,  they  bring  you  succour; 
Fearful  hearts,  they  quell  your  fears; 

And  ■  i  of  consolation, 

Chase  away  ihe  falling  tears: 
e  Tender  heralds — 

the  falling  tears. 
— 4  I  ,  grovelling  worldlingsa 

While  1 1 : c   i  . Iress  you, 

Take  the  warnings  tne)  afford; 
We  enti  eat  you, 
d  Take  the  warnings  they  afford. 


76 HYMN  112.  lis.  Select. 

c  5  Wh    hath 01  si  ed? 

siv'd  1:1.  j   i  ful  word? 

of  pardon, 
Oflfei  'd  to  you  bj  th 
p  you  slight  it — 

to  you  by  the  L<  ,  d! 
— 6  O,  y<  ring  round  us, 

ay, 
p  f heaven, 

.  1  ':otjr  delay: 
s  «erf 

will  obey.  Allex  . 

HY    IN    1.:'.     ~s.     Fan  fax.     [b*] 
Burdened  Sinners  invited  to  Christ.     Matt,    ix,    23. 

1  gPIQME,  ye  weary  souls  opprest, 
v^  Find  in  Christ  the  promised  rest, 

On  Him  all  your  burdens  roll, 

He  can  wound,  and  he  make  whole. 

2  Ye  who  dread  the  wrath  of  God, 
Come  and  wash  in  Jesus'  blood: 
To  the  Son  of  David  cry, 

In  his  word  he's  passing  by. 

3  Naked,  guilty,  poor,  and  blind, 
All  your  wants  in  Jesus  find; 
This  the  day  of  mercy  is, 

N< > w  ac ce pt  the  p r< »fter 'd  bliss.       D e c  0 u R c  y . 

HYMN    113.     8s  6c  Ts.     Calvary,     [b] 
Suppliant  Address  to  tlie  Saviour.     Mark  x,  43. 
1    "WESUS,  fall  of  all  compassion, 

fcJ   Hear  thy  humble  suppliant's  cry; 
Let  me  know  th)  great  salvation; 
p       See,  1  languish,  faint,  and  die. 
c  2  Guilty,  but  with  heart  relenting, 
Overwhelmed  with  helpless  giief— 
Prostrate  at  thy  feet  repenting — 
Send,  O  send  me  quick  relief! 
t  3  Whither  should  a  wretch  be  flyings 
But  to  him  who  comfort  gives? 
Whither,  from  the  dread  of  dying, 
But  to  him  whoever  lives? 


Select.  HYMN   114,   115. 77 

— 8  On  the  word  thy  blood  hath  scaled, 

Hangs  my  e\  erlasting  all; 
Let    thine  arm  be  now  revealed, 

Stay,  O  stay  me,  lest  1  tall! 
e  9  In  the  world  of  endless  ruin, 

Let  it  Hever,  Lord,  l>e  said, 
d  "Here's  the  soul  that  perish'd,  suing 

"For  the  boasted  Saviour9!  aid!" 
o  10  Sav  d — the  deed  shall  spread  new  glory 

Thro'  the  shining  realms  above; 
s  Angels  sing  the  pleasing  story, 

All  enraptur'd  with  thy  love.  Turner. 

HYMN  114.    L.    M.     Geneva,     [b*] 

Vision  of  the  Dry  Bones.     Kzc  k.    xxxiv,  3. 

1  T  OOlv  down,  O  Lord,  with  pitying  eye, 
XJ  See  Adam's  race  in  ruin  lie; 

Sin  spreads  its  trophies  o'er  the  ground, 

And  scatters  slaughter'd  millions  round. 
e  2  And  can  these  mouldering  corpses  live, 

And  can  these  perish'd  bones  revive? 
— That,  mighty  God,  to  thee  is  known; 

That  wondrous  work  is  all  thy  own. 

3  Thy  ministers  are  sent  in  vain, 

To  prophesy  upon  the  slain  — 
e  In  vain  they  call,  in  vain  they  cry, 
— Till  thine  almighty  aid  is  nigh. 
o  4  But  if  thy  Spirit  deign  to  breathe, 

Life  spreads  through  all  the  realms  of  death, 

Dry  bones  obey  thy  powerful  voice; 

They  move,  they  waken,  they  rejoice. 
o  .5  So  when  thy  trumpet's  awful  sound 

ill  shake  the  heavens,  and  rend  the  ground, 

Dead  saints  shall  from  their  tombs  arise-, 

And  spring  to  life  beyond  the  skies. 

QODDRl PGE 

HYMN   115.    C.   M.     Meat.     [■*] 

Converting  Grace.     Pi.   \lv,  3 — 5. 
1    T1A1L,  mighty  Jesus,  how  divine, 

II  Is  thy  victorious  sword! 
The  stoutest  rebel  must  resign, 

At  thy  commanding  wo 

'  <7 


r^ HYMN  11C,  117.  Select. 

c  2  Deep  are  the  wounds  thine  arrows  give, 

They  pierce  the  hardest  heart; 
o  Thy  smiles  of  grace  the  slain  revive, 

And  joy  succeeds  to  smart. 
g  3  Still  gird  thy  sword  upon  thy  thigh, 

Ride  with  majestic  sway; 
Go  forth,  great  Prince,  triumphantly, 

And  make  thy  foes  obey. 
—4  And  when  thy  vict'ries  are  complete, 

And  all  the  chosen  race 
Shall  round  the  throne  of  mercy  meet, 

To  sing  thy  conquering  grace — 
e  5  O  may  my  humble  soul  be  found, 

Among  that  favour'd  band; 
o  And  I  with  them  thy  praise  will  sound, 

Throughout  Emmanuel's  land.  Wallin. 

HYMN  116.    L.  M.    Bath.     [*]"" 
Revival -of  Religion  hoped  for. 
€  1  "V^THILE  I  to  grief  my  soul  gave  way, 

▼  ▼     To  see  the  work  of  God  decline, 
— Methought  I  heard  the  Saviour  say, 
g  Dismiss  thy  fears,  the  ark  is  mine. 
— 2  "Tho'  for  a  time  I  hide  my  face, 

"Rely  upon  my  love  and  power, 

"Still  wrestle  at  the  throne  of  grace, 

"And  wait  for  a  reviving  hour, 
o  3  "Take  down  thy  long  neglected  harp, 

"I've  seen  thy  tears,  and  heard  thy  prayer, 
c  "The  winter  season  has  been  sharp, 
o  "But  spring  shall  all  its  wastes  repair." 
—4  Lord,  I  obey — my  hopes  revive; 
o  Come,  join  with  me,  ye  saints,  and  sing, 
D  Our  foes  in  vain  against  us  strive, 

For  God  will  help  and  triumph  bring. 

HYMN  117.     C.    M.    Plymouth.     [Vj 
God's  regard  ic  the  uctivety  Pious.    Malt,  iii,  16,  If. 
1  fpHE  Lord  on  mortal  worms  looks  down, 

1_    From  his  celestial  throne; 
And  when  the  wicked  swarm  around, 

He  well  discerns  his  own. 


Select  HYMN  118. 

e  2  He  sees  the  tender  hearts,  that  mourn 
|  The  scandals  of  the  times; 
And  join  their  efforts  tu  oppose, 
The  wide  prevailing  crimes. 
—  j  Low  in  the  social  band  he  bows 
His  still  attentive  ears 
And,  while  his  angels  sing  around, 
Delights  their  voice  to  hear. 
o  4  The  chronicles  of  heaven  shall  keep 
Their  words  in  transcript  fair; 
In  the  Redeemer's  book  of  life, 
Their  names  recorded  are. 
d  5  "Yes,"  saith  the  Lord,  'the  world  shall  know 
"These  humble  souls  are  mine: 
•'These,  when  my  jewels  I  produce, 

Shah  in  full  lustre  shine. 
6  "When  deluges  of  fiery  wrath 

"My  foes  away  shall  bear; 
"That  hand  which  strikes  the  wicked  thro', 
"Shall  ail  my  children  spare/'    doddkidgk. 

HYMN  118.     C.  M.     1  tb3 

Prayer  for  spiritual   Healing* 

1  rnHOU  great  Physician  of  the  soul, 

A.   To  thee  1  bring  my  case; 
My  raging  malady  control, 
.  v  .    heal  me  b)  thy  grace. 

2  Help  me  to  state  m\   whole  complaint; 
But  where  shall  I  m 

Nor  \\  ords  nor  th< 
This  worst  distemper — bin. 

3  It  lies  not  in  a  single  part, 

But  through  01  bad; 

A  bu  ,i  in  my  heart, 

A  pa 
4-  It  makes  me  dLdi\  and  dumb,  i 

Lnd  i  m  pott 
*t  oi  ..nd, 

5  (A  t 

I  Q  i.u.lu    us  in    I 

tt€  me  for  my  f 
And  rob  me  oi  my  rest. J 


SO  HYMN  119,  120.  Select. 

6  Lord,  I  am  sick;  regard  my  cry, 

And  set  my  spirit  free; 
Say  canst  thou  let  a  sinner  die, 

Who  longs  to  live  to  thee? 

HYMN  119.     L.    P.    M.     Sheffield,     [b*] 
Efficacy  of  Go iV s  Word.    Jer.  xxiii,  L2\). 
€  1  "V)S7^  FH  rev'rend  awe,  tremendous  Lord, 

▼  ▼     We  hear  the  thunders  of  thy  word; 
o  The  pride  of  Lebanon  it  breaks: 
o  Swift  the  celestial  fire  descends, 

The  flinty  rock  in  pieces  rends, 
g  And  earth  to  its  deep  centre  shakes. 
— 2  Array 'din  majesty  divine, 

Here  sanctity  and  justice  shine, 
e  And  horrour  strikes  the  rebel  thro'; 
g  While  loud  this  awful  voice  makes  known 

The  wonders  which  thy  sword  hath  done, 
a  And  what  thy  vengeance  yet  shall  do. 
o  3  So  spread  the  honours  of  thy  name; 
g  The  terrours  of  a  God  proclaim; 
— Thick  let  the  pointed  arrows  By; 
e  Till  sinners  humbled  in  the  dust, 

Shall  own  the  execution  just, 
— And  bless  the  hand  by  which  they  die. 
o  4  Then  clear  the  dark  tempestuous  day, 

And  radiant  beams  of  love  display, 

Each  prostrate  soul  let  mercy  raise; 
c  So  shall  the  bleeding  captives  feel, 

Thy  word,  that  gave  the  wound,  can  heal, 
o  And  change  their  notes  to  songs  of  praise. 

Doddridge. 

HYMN  120.     C.  M.     Abridge.    Barby.    [*]~ 
Light  and  Glory  of  the  Word. 

1  riiHE  Spirit  breathes  upon  the  word, 

JL    And  brings  the  truth  to  Light; 
Precepts  and  promises  afford 
A  sanctifying  light. 

2  A  glory  gilds  the  sacred  page, 
g       Majestic  like  the  sun; 

— It  gives  a  light  to  every  age, 
(1       It  gives — but  borrows  none. 
—3  The  hand  that  gave  it  still  supplies 
The  gracious  light  and  heat; 


Select.  HYMN  121,  1*2.  81 

o  His  truths  upon  the  nationalise, 

They  rise  but  never  set. 
■y  i  Let  everlasting  thanks  he  thine, 

For  such  a  bright  display; 
As  makes  a  world  of  darkness  shine. 

With  beams  of  heav'nly  day. 
— 5  My  soul  rejoices  to  pursue 

The  steps  of  Him  I  lo\e; 
g  Till  glory  breaks  upon  my  view, 

In  brighter  worldaabove.  Cottper. 

HYMN   121.     7s.     St.  John's.     [*] 
Sabbath  Jlfornii 

1    CJAFELY  through  another  week, 
£5  God  has  brought  us  on  our  way; 

Let  us  now  a  blessing  seek, 

Waiting  in  his  courts  to  day: 
•  Day  of  all  the  week  the  best; 

Emblem  of  eternal  rest: 
— 2  While  we  seek  supplies  of  grace, 

Through  the  dear  Kt  deemer's  name; 
s  Shew  thy  reconciling  face — 

Take  away  our  sin  and  shame: 

From  our  worldly  cares  set  free, 

May  we  rest  this  day  in  thee. 
—  3  Here  we  come  thy  Name  to  prrdse; 

Let  us  feel  thy  presence  near: 

May  thy  glory  meet  our  eyes, 

While  we  in  thy  lu>use  appear: 

lice  afford  ns  Lord,  a  laste 

Of  our  everlasting  feast. 

4  May  the  Gospel's  joyful  sound, 

Conquer  dinners,  comfoi ' 

Make  the  fruits  of  grace  aboui 

Bring  relief  from  all  complaints: 
o  Thus  let  ail  our  Sabbaths  prove, 

in  the  church  above.  Ki  • 

MN   122      II.  M.     JiiT/it 6i!u.     [*] 

Sabbath  JMominf. 

1   V\[  •»  delightful  morn, 

v  ?     Thuu  day  of  sal  red  1  est; 
I  hail  thy  kind  return, 
Lord  m  moments  blest. 


82  HYMN   125,   124.  Selocl. 


— Fro  n  the  Iun^  train  ol  j  s, 

0  1  soar  to  reach  immortal  joys. 
— 2  Nov/  may  the  King  descend, 
A  id  fill  iiis  throne  of  grace; 
Thy  sceptre,  Lord,  extend, 
While  saints  address  thy  lace: 
Let  sinner^  feel  thy  quick'ning  word, 
And  learn  to  know  and  tear  the  Lord, 
O  3  Descend,  celestial  Dove, 

With  all  thy  quick'ning  powers; 
Disclose  a  Saviour's  love, 
And  bless  the  sacred  hours: 
o  Then  snail  my  soul  new  life  obtain, 

Nor  Sabbaths  be  indulg'd  in  vain.      Hayward. 

HYMN  123.     CM.     Sunday.     [*] 
The  Lord's  Day. 
1  rilHE  Lord  of  Sabbath  let  us  praise, 

JL    In  concert  with  the  blest, 
Who,  joyful,  in  harmonious  lays, 
Employ  an  endless  rest. 
e  2  Lord,  may  westiil  remember  thee, 

And  more  in  knowledge  grow; 
— And  may  we  more  of  glory  see, 

While  waiting  here  below. 
o  3  On  this  glad  day  a  brighter  scene 

Of  glory  was  display'd, 
g  By  God  the  Eternal  Word,  than  when 

This  universe  was  made. 
o  4  He  rises,  who  our  souls  hath  bought, 
e       With  grief  and  pain  extreme: 
g  'Twas  great — to  speak  the  world  from  nought — 
'Twas  greater — to  redeem. 

Decourcy's  Col. 

HYMN    124,     C.  M.     Hymn  2d.     [*b] 

Devotion. 
c  1  "VCTHIL&T  thee  I  seek,  protecting  Power! 

f  f     Be  my  vain  wishes  stiil'd; 
— And  may  this  consecrated  hour 

With  better  hopes  befill'd. 
e  2  Thy  love  the  power  of  tho't  bcstow'dt 
To  thee  my  thoughts  would  soar: 


i.  HYMN  !£&, 

o  Ti  19  flow'd; 

That  mercy  I  ado 
— 3  I  ent  of  life,  how  clear 

e      Th  j  ruling  I  and  1  see! 

r  V.  .  A  most  dear, 

—    Becaua  d  by  thee. 

o  4  In  every  joy  that  crowns  my  days, 

e       In  every  pain  I  !>ear\ 

o  My  heart  snail  find  delight  in  praise, 

c       Or  seek  relief  in  praj 

o  5  When  gladness  wings  mv  favour  M  hour, 

Thy  love  r-.iy  thoughts  snail  rill; 
t  R  :  sorrow  low'r, 

soul  shall  meet  thy  will. 
— 6  My  Lifted  eye,  without  a  tear, 

The  gathering  storm  shall  see; 
•  Mv  steadfast  heart  shall  know  no  fear; 

Thai  heart  will  rest  on  thee.         Williams. 

HYMN   125.     C.  M.     St.  Ann's.     [*b] 
Social    Worship. 

1  £\  LORD,  our  languid  souls  inspire, 

v"  For  here  wc  trust  thou  art! 
Send  down  a  coal  of  heav'nly  fire, 
To  warm  each  waiting  heart. 

2  Shew  us  some  token  of  thy  love, 
Our  fainting  hope  to  raise; 

And  pour  thy  blessing  from  above, 
That  we  may  render  praise. 

3  Within  these  walls  let  holy  praise. 
And  love  and  concord  dwell; 

r  Here  give  the  troubled  conscience  peace, 
The  wounded  spirit  heal. 

4  The  feeling  heart,  the  melting  eye, 
The  humble  mind  bestow; 

e  And  shine  up  .  on  high, 

To  make  our  graces  gr 
— 5  Mav  we  in  faith  receive  thy  word, 

In  faith  present  our  pr  i  ersj 
e  And,  in  the  presence  of  our  Lord, 

Unbosom  all  our  can  8. 
o  6  And  m  "ul  sound, 

Eaforc'd  by  n 


g4  HYMN  iau,  \27.  Select. 

aken  many  sinners  round, 
To  come  and  till  the  place.  Newt  ox  . 

HYMN    126.    7s.    Fairfax,    [b] 

A  Blessing  humbly  requested. 

1  T  ORD,  we  come  before  thee  now, 

8-i  At  thy  feet  we  humbly  bow; 
c  O  do  not  our  suit  disdain! 

Shall  we  seek  thee,  Lord,  in  vain? 

2  Lord,  on  thee  our  souls  depend; 
In  compassion,  now  descend; 

— Fill  our  hearts  with  thy  rich  grace; 
o  Tune  our  lips  to  sing  thy  praise. 
— 3  In  thine  own  appointed  way, 
a  Now  we  seek  thee,  here  we  stay; 

Lord  we  know  not  how  to  go; 

Till  a  blessi.ig  thou  bestow. 
— 4  Send  some  message  fro^n  thy  word, 

That  may  joy  and  peace  afford; 

Let  thy  Spirit  now  impart, 

Fuil  salvation  to  each  heart. 
e  5  Comfort  those  who  weep  and  mourn, 

Let  the  time  of  joy  return; 

Those  who  are  cast  down,  lift  up, 

Make  them  strong  in  faith  and  hope. 
— 6  Grant  that  all  may  seek,  and  find 

Thee  a  God  supremely  kind: 

Heal  the  sick,  the  captive  free; 

Let  us  all  re>jo:ce  in  thee.  Rippox, 

HYMN  127V    8  8c  7.     Love  Divine.     [*] 
Love   Divine. 

1  T  OVE  divine,  all  love  excelling! 

jLa  Joy  of  heaven,  to  earth  come  down! 
Fix  in  us  thy  humble  dwelling: 

All  thy  faithful  mercies  crown. 
e  Jesus,  thou  art  all  compassion! 

Pure,  unbounded  love,  thou  art! 
o  Visit  us  with  thy  salvation, 

Enter  ev'ry  trembling  heart. 
a  2  Breathe,  O  breathe,  thy  loving  Spirit 

Into  ev'ry  troubled  breast! 


Select.  HYMN  129. 

e  Let  us  all  in  thee  inh< 

Let  us  find  thy  promi 
— Take  away  the  power  of  sinning, 

Alpha  and  Omega  be; 
o  End  of  faith,  as  its  beginning, 

Set  our  hearts  at  liberty . 
— 3  Come,  Almighty  to  deliver, 

Let  us  all  thy  life  receive! 
Suddenly  return — and  never — ■ 
e       Never  more  thy  temples  leave! 
— Then  we  would  be  always  bli  ssing, 

Serve  thee  as  thy  hosts  above; 
o  Pray,  and  praise  thee  without  ceasing. 

Glory  in  thy  precious  love. 
—4  Finish  then  thy  new  creation; 

Pure,  unspotted  may  we 
Let  us  see  thy  great  salvation, 

Perfectly  restor'd  by  thee: 
g  Chang'd  from  glory  unto  glory, 

Till  in  hcav'n  we  take  our  place; 
t  Till  we  cast  our  crowns  before  thee, 
a      Lost  in  wonder,  love,  and  praise' 
Madak's  ( 

HYMN   128.    C.    M.     Reading,    [b*] 

Seed  in  dijj  event  Grounds.     Matt,  xiii,   3. 

1  "17E  sons    f  earth,  prepare  the  plough, 

X    Break  up  your  fallow  ground: 
The  sower  is  gone  forth  to  sow, 
And  scatter  blessings  round. 

2  The  seed  that  finds  a  stony  soil. 
Shoots  forth  a  hastj  blade; 

But  ill  repays  the  sower's  toil, 
Soon  wither'd,  score h'd,  and  d 

3  The  thorny  ground  is  sure  to  balk 
.Ml  hopes  of  harvest  there; 

We  find  a  tall  and  siekly  stalk, 
But  not  the  fruitful  - 

4  The  beaten  path  and  high* 
Receive  the  trust  in  vain; 

The  watchfui  birds  the  prey  divid 
And  pick  up  all  the  grain. 
o  5  But  where  the  I.  cc  and  po\ 

Has  bless'd  the  happy  held; 
8 


86  HYMN  129,  ISO,   131.       Select. 

How  plenteous  is  the  golden  store, 

The  deep  wrought  furrows  yield! 
c  6  Father  of  mercies,  we  have  need 

Of  thy  preparing  grace; 
— Let  the  same  hand  that  gives  the  seed, 

Pro  jde  a  fruitful  place.  Cow  per, 

HYMN  129,    L.  xM.     Sicilian.     [ 

Close   of  Worship. 

1  TklSMISS  us  with  thy  blessing,  Lord, 
JL"  Help  us  to  feed  upon  thy  word; 

All  that  has  been  amiss,  forgive, 
And  let  thy  truth  within  us  live. 

2  Though  we  are  guilty  thou  art  good; 
Wash  all  our  works  in  Jesus'  blood; 
(rive  every  fetter'd  soul  release, 

And  bid  us  all  depart  in  peace.  Hart. 

HYMN  130.     L.  M.     Portugal,     [*] 
Close  of  Worship. 

1  fjlHE  peace  which  God  alone  reveals, 

jL     And  by  his  word  of  grace  imparts, 
Which  only  the  believer  feels, 
Direct,  and  keep,  and  cheer  our  hearts. 

2  And  may  the  holy  Three  in  One, 
The  Father,  Word,  and  Comforter, 
Pour  an  abundant  blessing  down, 

On  ev'ry  soul  assembled  here.  Newton'.. 

HYMN  131.     CM.     Hymn  2d.     [*] 
Close  of  Worship. 

1  "VTOW  may  the  God  of  peace  and  love, 
J3I     Who  from  th'  imprisoned  grave, 

Restor'd  the  Shepherd  o(  the  sheep, 
Omnipotent  to  save; — 

2  Through  the  rich  merits  of  that  blood. 
Which  lie  on  Calv'ry  spilt, 

To  make  th'  eternal  covenant  sure. 
On  which  our  hopes  are  built;— 

3  Perfect  our  souls  in  ev'ry  grace, 
T'  accomplish  all  his  will; 

And  all  that's  pleasing  in  his  sight, 
Inspire  us  to  fulfil! 


Select.  HYMN  132,  133.  sr 

lie 
\\  (  i  isiug  pray; 

g  With  glorj  let  his  nam<  \:'d, 

Through  heav'n's  eternal  day.        I    I 

HYMN  132.    H.M.    Alter  ton.     [ 
Jubilee* 
o       1   "Tl  LOW  ye  the  trumpet,  blow, 
!•     The  gladly  solemo  sound; 
Let  all  the  nations  know. 
To  earth's  remotest  bound: 
o  The  year  of  jubilee  is  come, 

Return,  ye  ransom 'd  sinners,  home! 

—  2  Exalt  the  Lamb  of  Ciod, 
c      The  sin-atoning  Lamb; 

— «     Redemption  by  his  blood. 

Through  all  the  world  proclaim: 
o  The  year,  &c. 

e       3  Ye  who  have  sold  for  nought, 

The  heritage  above, 

—  Come  take  it  back  unbought, 
The  gift  of  Jesus'  love: 

o  l      year,  9tc« 

—  4  Ye  slaves  of  sin  and  hell, 
Your  liberty  receive; 

And  safe  in  Jesus  d  > 
And  blest  in  Jesus  live: 
o  The  year,  &cc. 

—  5  The  gospel  trumpet  hear 
The  news  of  pard'ning  grace; 
Ye  happy  souls,  draw  near, 
Behold  your  Saviour's  face: 

o  The  year,  &c. 

—  6  Jesus,  our  great  high  priest, 
1 1  i%  full  at  o  tement  made; 

\  e  weary  spirits,  • 

\e  mourning  souls,  be  glad: 
The  year  ot  Jubilee  is  come, 
Return,  ye  ransom \1  sinnei  s,  home!     Topl  a  d  v. 

HYMN  133.    CM,    Zion.  Hymn  2d.     [*b] 

The 
1  ¥JIATHER  ol  ail,  we  bow  to  thee, 

A     Who  dwell'st  in  heav'n  ador'd; 


88  HYMN  1S4.  Select. 

—  ■  i  ....  .  ■  -   -- — — — __» 

But  present  still  through  all  thy  works, 

The  universal  Lord. 
2  Forever  hallowed  be  thy  name, 

By  all  below  the  skies; 
And  may  thy  kingdom  still  advance, 

Till  grace  to  glory  rise. 
S  Thy  glorious  purpose,  Lord,  fulfil; 

Let  all  thy  glory  see; 
And,  as  in  heaven  thy  will  is  done, 

On  earth  so  let  it  be. 

4  Our  wants  with  every  morning  grow, 
With  food  these  wants  supply; 

And  on  our  souls  the  Bread  bestow 
To  eat — and  never  die! 

5  Our  sins  before  thee  we  confess; 
O  may  they  be  forgiven! 

As  we  to  others  mercy  shew, 

We  mercy  beg  of  heaven. 
6*  Stiil  let  thy  grace  our  life  direct; 

From  evil  guard  our  way; 
And  in  temptation's  fatal  path, 

Permit  us  not  to  stray. 
7  For  thine's  the  power,  the  kingdom  thine 

All  glory's  due  to  thee: 
Thine  from  eternity  they  were, 

And  thine  shall  ever  be. 

HYMN  134.     L.  M.     Jrmlny.     [u*] 
Exhortation  to  Prayer. 

1  IITHAT  various  hindrances  we  meet* 

▼  t       Iii  coming  to  a  mercy  seat? 
Yet  who  that  knows  the  worth  of  prayer, 
But  wishes  to  be  often  there? 

2  Prayer  makes  the  dark'ned  cloud  withdraw 
Prayer  climbs  the  ladder  Jacob  saw; 

(lives  exercise  to  faith  and  1  v  \ 
Brings  every  blessing  from  aoove. 

3  Restraining  prayer,  we  cease  to  fight; 
Prayer  makes  the  Christian's  armour  bright; 
And  Satan  trembles  when  he  sees 

The  weakest  saint  upon  uis  knees, 
o  4  Wiiile  Moses  stood  with  arms  spread  wide 
Success  was  found  on  Israel's  side; 


Select  HYMN  135,  136.  89 

But  when  through  weariiv  urd, 

That  moment  Amalek  prevail'd, 

5  Have  you  no  words?  Ah,  think  again, 
Words  Bow  apace  when  you  complain; 

i  I  till  a  fellow-creature's  ear, 
With  the  sad  tale  of  all  your  care. 

6  Were  half  the  breath  thus  vainly  spent, 
To  heaven  in  supplication  sent, 

Your  cheerful  song  would  oft*ner  be, 
"Hear  what  the  Lord  has  done  for  me." 

Cow  PER. 

HYMN   135.     7a.     Fairfax.     [*] 
Power  of  Prayer. 

1  lK  themselves  as  weak  as  worms, 
A     How  can  poor  believers  stand, 

When  temptations,  foes,  and  storms, 
Press  them  clo^e  on  every  hand? 

2  Weak  indeed  they  feel  they  are, 
But  they  know  the  throne  of  grace; 
And  the  God,  who  answers  prayer, 
Helps  them  when  they  seek  his  face. 

3  Though  the  Lord  awhile  delay, 
Succour  they  at  length  obtain; 

He  who  taught  their  hearts  to  pray, 
\\  ill  not  let. them  cry  in  vain. 

4  Wrestling  prayer  can  wonders  do. 
Bring  relief  in  deepest  straits; 
Prayer  can  force  a  passage  through 

Iron  bars  and  brazen  gates.  Newton'. 

HYMN  136.  CM.     Bangor,     [b] 
Public  Fast.     Joel  i,  14. 
1    ^  EE  gracious  Lord,  before  thy  throne, 

O      Thy  mourning  people  bend' 
*i*i^  on  thy  sovereign  ^race  alone, 
humble  hopes  depend. 
e  2  Tremendous  judgments,  from  thy  hand 
Thy  dreadful  powers  displ  xy; 

Yet  mercy  spares  this  guilty  Land, 
And  stul  we  live  to  pray, 
p  3  How  changM,  alas!  are  truths  divine, 
For  errour,  guilt,  and  shame' 


90  HYMN  137.  138.  Select. 

What  impious  numbers*  bold  in  ^in, 

Disgrace  the  Christian  mime. 
— 4  O  turn  us,  turn  us,  mighty  Lord, 

By  thy  resistless  grace; 
Then  shall  our  hearts  obey  thy  word, 

And  humbly  seek  thy  face. 
o  5  Then,  should  insulting  foes  invade, 

We  shall  not  sink  in  fear; 
o  Secure  of  never- failing  aid, 

When  God,  our  God,  is  near.  Steele. 

HYMN  137.  CM.     Wantage,     [b] 

Public  Fast.     Gen.  xviii,  23 — 32. 

1  V17HEN  Abrah'm  full  of  sacred  awe, 

T  ▼       Before  Jehovah  stood; 
And  with  a  humble  fervent  prayer, 
For  guilty  Sodom  sued: — 

2  With  what  success,  what  wondrous  graces- 
Was  his  petition  crown'd! 

The  Lord  would  spare,  if  in  that  place, 
Ten  righteous  men  were  found. 

3  And  could  a  single  holy  soul, 
So  rich  a  boon  obtain? 

Great  God,  and  shall  a  nation  prayf 

And  plead  with  thee  in  vain? 
o  4  Still  we  are  thine — we  bear  thy  name; 

Here  yet  is  thine  abode; 
o  Loag  has  thy  presence  bless'd  our  land — 
e      Forsake  us  not,  ()  G^d!  Scott. 

HYMN   138.    L.  M.     Uorshi/i.     [b] 
Public  Fast.    Ezek.  ix,  4 — 6. 

e  1   f\  RIGHTEOUS  God,  thou  judge  supreme, 
\J     We  tremble  at  thy  dreadful  name? 
And  all  our  crying  guilt  we  own, 
In  dust  and  tears  uefore  thy  throne. 

e  2  So  manifold  our  crimes  have  been, 
Such  crimson  tincture  dyes  our  sin, 
That,  could  we  all  its  honours  know, 
Our  streaming  eyes  with  blood  might  flow. 

o  3  Estranged  from  reverential  awe, 
We  trample  on  thy  sacred  law: 


Select. HYMN  139. 

p  Ami  though  such  wonders  grace  has  dune, 

Anew  we  crucify  thy  Son. 
e  4  Justly  might  this  polluted  land 

Prove  all  the  vengeance  of  thy  hand; 
a  And  b  ith'd  in  heaven,  thy  sword  might  come, 

To  drink  our  blood  and  seal  our  doom. 
e  5  Yet  hast  thou  not  a  remnant  here, 

Whose  souls  are  lill'd  with  pious  fear? 

()  bring  thy  wonted  mercy  nigh, 

While  prostrate  at  thy  feet  they  lie. 
p  6  Behold  their  tears,  attend  their  moan, 

Nor  turn  away  their  secret  groan: 

With  these  we  join  our  humble  prayer; 

Our  nation  shield,  our  country  spare. 

DODDRIDGK. 

"  HVMN  139.     L.  M.     r«ulm97th.     [b] 

Fast.  God's  Controversy.     Mic.vi,  1 — 3. 
e  1  T  IS  TEN,  ye  hills;  ye  mountains  hear; 
Jul     Jehovah  s  indicates  his  laws; 
Trembling  in  silence  at  his  bar, 
Thou  earth,  attend  thy  Maker's  cause. 
d  2  Israel  appear;  present  thy  pie  i; 
And  charge  tli'  Almighty  to  his  face; 
Say  if  his  rules  oppressive  be; 
Say,  if  defective  be  his  grace. 
e  3  Eternal  Judge,  the  action  cease; 

Our  lips  are  seal'd  in  conscious  shame; 
b  'Tis  ours  in  sackcloth  to  confess, 
—  And  thine  the  sentence  t  I  proclaim. 
4  Tea  thousand  witnesses  arise, 
Thy  mercies  and  our  crimes  appear, 
More  than  the  stars  (hat  deck  the  skies, 
An  I  all  our  dreadful  guilt  declare. 
t       How  shall  we  come  before  thy  face, 
in  nunc  awful  presence  bow? 
What  ofif'rings  can  secure  thy  grace, 
Llm  the  terrours  of  thy  brow? 
e  6  Tho  isands  of  rams  in  vain  might  bl 
Rivers  of  oil  might  blaze  in  vi 
( )r  the  first-born's  devoted  h< 
With  horrid  gore  thine  altar  stain. 
But  thy  own  Lamb  all-gracious  Goc, 
..Jin  impious  sinners  dar'dtO  slay! 


92  HYMN  140.  14 1.  Scleet 

o  Has  sovereign  virtue  in  Ins  blood 

To  purge  the  nation's  guilt  away, 
—8  With  humble  faith  to  that  we  fly; 

With  that  may  we  be-spriukled  o'er; 

Trembling  no  more  in  dust  hc  lie, 

And  dread  thy  hand  and  bar  no  more, 

Doddridge. 

HYMN  140.     L.  M.     Wddon.     [*] 
Thanksgiving: Seasons  Crowned  with  Goodness.  Ps.lxv,ll. 

1  fcjlTERN  \LS  'ii  ce  or  every  joy! 

jLJ     Well  ma)   tli)   praise  our  lips  employ: 
While  in  thy  temple  \vc  appear, 
To- hail  thee  Sovereign  of  the  year. 

2  Wide  as  the  wheels  of  nature  roll, 
Thy  hand  supports  and  guides  the  whole; 
The  sun  is  taught  by  thee  to  rise, 

And  darkness  when  to  veil  the  skies. 

3  The  flowery  spring,  at  thy  command. 
Perfumes  the  air,  and  paints  the  land; 
The  summer  rays  tfith  v  gour  shine, 
To  raise  the  com,  and  cheer  the  vine. 

4  Thy  hand,  in  autuirfh,  richly  pours 
Thro*  all  our  coasts  redundant  stores; 
And  winters,  soften'd  by  thy  care, 

No  more  the  face  of  horrour  wear. 

5  Seasons,  and  months,  and  weeks,  and  days, 
Demand  successive  songs  of  praise; 

And  be  the  grateful  homage  paid. 
With  morning  light  and  evening  shade. 

6  Here  in  thy  house  let  incense  rise, 
And  circling  sabbaths  bless  our  eves; 
Till  to  those  lofty  heights  we  soar, 
Where  days  and  years  revolve  no  more. 

Nippon's  Cot. 

HYMN  141.     L.  M.     Green's.     [*] 
Dedication  of  a  House  for  Worsldp.    Ps.  lixxvii,  5. 

€  1     4  ND  will  the  great  eternal  God, 
j\  On  earth  establish  his  abode? 
And  will  he,  from  his  radiant  throne. 
Avow  oar  temple  for  his  own? 


t    TIY  f)S 

iVe  bring  I  i 
And  smg  that  condescending  grace, 

.rc-h  to  our  pores  will  lend  an  car, 
And  call  us  sinful  mortals  near. 
— 3  Our  Father's  watchful  care  we  bit 

Which  guards  our  syn  igogues  in  pe 
That  no  tuntultuou !  ade, 

To  fill  our  worshippers  with  dread, 
c  4  Tl  Is  we  to  thy  honour  rai 

Long  may  they  echo  to  thy  praise; 

And  thou,  descending,  ill!  the  place, 

With  choicest  tokens  of  thy  grace. 
—5  Ileie  let  the  great  Redeemer  reign, 

With  all  the  glories  of  his  train; 
o  While  power  divine  his  words  attends, 

To  conquer  foes,  and  cheer  his  friends, 
g  6  And  in  the  great  decisive  day, 

When  God  the  nations  shall  survey, 

May  it  before*  the  world  appear. 

That  crowds  were  born  to  glory  here. 

Doddrit 

HYMN   142.     II.  M.     Mlerton.     [*] 
DtiKcution  of  a  House  fur  Worship. 
1  IN  sweet  exalted  strains, 
X     The  King  of  glory  prai 
O'er  heaven  and  earth  he  re 
Through  everlasting  days; 
g  He,  with  a  nod,  the  world  controls, 

Sustains,  or  sinks,  the  distant  poh 
e      2  To  earth  he  bends  his  throne — 

His  throne  of  grace  divine; 
o       Wide  is  his  bounty  known. 
And  wide  his  glories  shine: 
o  Fair  Salem,  still  his  chosen  i 

Is  with  his  smiles  and  presence  bl< 
—    ^  Great  King  of  glory,  come, 
And  with  thy  favour,  crown 
This  temple  as  thy  dome — 
This  people  as  thy  own: 
Beneath  this  roof,  O  deign  to  show. 
How  God  can  dwell  with  men  below. 
4  Here  may  thine  can  attend 
Thy  people's  humble  cri 


94 HYMN  143. Select. 

And  grateful  praise  ascend, 

All  fragrant,  to  the  skies: 
o  Here  may  thy  word  melodious  sound, 
And  spread  celestial  joys  around. 
— 5  Here  may  th*  attentive  throng, 

Imbibe  thy  truth  and  love; 

And  converts  join  the  song 

Of  seraphim  above: 
o  And  willing  crowds  surround  thy  board, 
With  sacred  joy,  and  sweet  accord. 
— 6  Here  may  our  unborn  sons 

And  daughters  sound  thy  praise; 

And  shine  like  polish'd  stones, 

Through  long  succeeding  days: 
g  Here,  Lord,  display  thy  saving  power, 
While  temples  stand,  and  men  adore.  Francis. 

HiMN  143.     L.  M.     Old  Hundred,     [*] 
Ordination;    Joshua  the  iiigh  Priest.    Zech.  iii,   G,  7. 

1    f  IRE  AT  Lord  of  angels,  we  adore 

\%  The  grace  that  builds  thy  courts  below; 

And  thro*  ten  thousands  sons  of  light, 

Sloops  to  regard  what  mortals  do. 
e  2  Amidst  the  wastes  of  time  and  death, 
— Successive  pastors  thou  dost  raise. 

Thy  charge  to  keep,  thy  house  to  guide, 

And  form  a  people  for  th)  praise. 
o  3  The  heavenly  natives  with  delight 

Hover  around  the  sacred  place; 

Nor  scorn  to  learn  from  mortal  tongues 

Trie  wonders  of  redeeming  grace. 
— 4  At  length,  dismissal  from  feeble  clay, 

Thy  servants  join  th'  angelic  baud; 
o  With  them,  thro'  distrait  worlds  they  fly; 
e  With  them,  before  thy  presence  stand, 
o  5  O  glorious  hope!  O  blest  employ! 
e  Sweet  lenitive  of  grief  and  care! 

When  shall  we  reach  those  radiant  courts, 

And  ail  their  joy  and  honour  share? 
— 6  Yet  while  these  labours  we  pursue, 

Thus  distant  from  thy  heavenly  throne, 

Give  us  a  zeal  and  love  like  theirs, 
g  And  half  their  heaven  shall  here  be  known. 

Doddridge, 


Select.  HYMN  144, 


>    in,     L.  •  h.     [*] 

Orthu        u  M  atweet  favour  to  G  1,15,10. 

1    nRAISE  to  the  Lord  on  high, 

B_      Wh  iraphs  wide! 

c  While  Jesus1  fragrant  i 

Is  breath  *d  on  t  very  side: 
— Balmy  and  rich  the  odours  rise, 
c  And  fin  the  earth,  and  reach  the  skies. 

—  2  Ten  thousand  dying  souls, 
Its  influence  fee] — and  live; 

than  vital  air 

The  incense  they  receive: 
o  They  breathe  anew,  and  rise  and  sing — 
o  Jesus  the  Lord,  their  conquering  King, 
e       3  But  ainn<  rs  scorn  the  grace, 

That  brings  salvation  ni 

They  turn  their  face  av 
a       And  faint,  and  fall,  and  die. 
p  So  sad  a  doom,  ye  saints,  deplore, 
a  For  O!  they  fall  to  rise  no  n ore. 

—  4  Yet,  wise  and  mighty  God, 
Shall  all  thy  se4 

In  those  who  live  or  die, 

A  savour  sweet  to  thee; 
o  Supremely  bright  thy  grace  shall  shine, 
e  Guarded  with  flames  of  wrath  divine. 

Doddridc;  i  . 

HYMN  145.     L.  M.     Leeds.  Ofiorto.     [*] 
Gospel  Mitiiatry  instituted  by  Christ.    Eph.  h,  11. 

1  "ITlATHfiR  of  mercies,  in  thy  house, 

A      Smile  on  our  homage  and  our  vows; 
While,  with  a  grateful  heart,  we  sh  in 
These  pledges  of  our  Saviour's  c  are. 

2  The  Saviour,  when  to  heaven  he  rose 
In  splendid  triumph  o'er  his  foes, 
Scatter'd  his  gifts  on  men  below, 

And  wide  his  royal  bouni 

3  Hence  sprung  th'  apostles1  honoured  n 
S  u  red  beyond  heroic  fame; 

Hence  dictates  the  prophetic  B< 
And  hence  the  evangelic  pa 


96  HYMN  146,  147.  Select 

4  In  lower  forma,  to  bless  our  c\  cs, 

Pastors  from  hence  and  teachers  rise; 
Who,  tho'  with  feebler  rays  they  shine, 
Still  gild  a  long — exteo< 

5  From  Christ  their  varied  gifts  derive, 
And  fed  by  Christ  their  graces  live: 

o  While  guarded  by  his  potent  hand, 
'Midst  all  the  rage  of  hell  they  stand. 

o  6  So  shall  the  bi  ight  succession  run, 
Through  the  last  courses  of  the  sun; 
While  unborn  churches,  by  their  care, 
Shall  rise  and  flourish,  large  and  fair. 

— 7  Jesus  oar  Lord  their  hearts  shall  know, 
The  spring  whence  all  these  blessings  flow, 

o  Pastors  and  people  shout  his  praise, 

g  Thro*  the  long  round  of  endless  days. 

Doddridge. 

HYMN  146.    C.  M.     Sunday.     [*] 

Gospel  Treasure  in  earthen  vessels. 

1  TTOW  rich  thy  bounty,  King  of  kings! 
AX     Thy  favours,  how  divine! 

The  blessings  which  thy  gospel  brings, 
Mow  splendidly  they  shine! 

2  Gold  is  but  dross,  and  gems  but  toys; 
Should  gold  and  gems  compare, 

How  mean!  when  set  against  those  joys, 

Thy  poorest  servants  share? 
e  3  Yet  all  these  treasures  of  thy  grace. 

Are  lodg'd  in  urns  of  clay; 
-—And  the  weak  sons  of  mortal  race 

Th*  immortal  gifts  convey. 
€  4  Feebly  they  lisp  thy  glories  forth, 
o       Yet  grace  the  victory  gives; 
e  Quickly  they  moulder  back  to  earth — 
o       Yet  still  the  gospel  lives. 
— 5  Such  wonders  power  divine  effects, 
©       Such  trophies  God  can  raise; 
— His  uand,  from  crumbling  dust,  erects 
9       His  monuments  of  praise.    Salisbury  Cot.. 


HYMN  14r.     L.  M.     Carthage     [*r>] 
Prayer  for  a  sick  Minister. 
THOU,  before  whose  gr  icious  throne, 
"Ye  bow  our  suppliant  spirit  down: 


1  fi  TI 
*J  W 


Select  HYMN  148,  149.  or 

View  the  sad  breast,  the  streaming  eye, 
And  let  nor  Borrows  pierce  the  sk 
2    fliou  koow'at  the  anxious  cares  we  feel, 
Vnd  all  our  trembling  lips  would  tell; 
Thou  only  canst  assuage  our  grief, 
And  yield  our  woe-fraught  heart  relief. 

0  With  power  benign,  thy  servant  spare, 
Nor  turn  aside  thy  people's  prayer; 
Avert  thy  swift  descending  stroke, 

Nor  smite  the  shepherd  of  the  flock. 

4  Restore  him  sinking  to  the  grave; 
Stretch  out  thine  arm,  make  haste  to  save; 
Back  to  our  hopes  and  wishes  give, 

And  bid  our  friend  and  father  live. 

5  Bound  to  each  soul  by  tenderest  ties, 
In  e'very  breast  his  image  lies; 

Th\  pitying  aid,  O  God,  impart, 

Nor  rend  him  from  each  bleeding  heart. 

6  Vet  if  our  supplications  fail, 

And  prayers  and  tears  can  naught  prevail; 

Re  thou  his  strength,  be  thou  his  stay, 

And  guide  him  safe  to  endless  day.  Evan's  Col. 

HYMN  148.     C.  M.     Canterbury,     [b*] 
Death  of  a  .Minister . 

1  1TIS  master  taken  from  his  head, 
J  A  Elisha  saw  him  go; 

And  in  desponding  accents  said, 
e       uAh!  what  must  Israel  do?" 
— 2  But  he  forgot  the  Lord,  who  lifts 
The  beggar  to  the  throne, 
Nor  knew  that  all  E'ijah's  gifts, 
\V"uld  soon  be  made  his  own. 
d  3  What — when  a  Paul  has  run  his  course, 
Or  when  Apollos  dies — 
Is  Israel  left  without  resource? 
And  have  we  no  supplies? 
o  4  Y<  s,  while  the  dear  Redeemer  lives, 

We  have  a  boundless  store; 
— And  shall  be  fed  with  what  he  gives, 
£       Who  lives  for  evermore.  Cowpfr. 

UV^Tn-!^.     C.    M.      //:/;////    J^~[i7*] 
Death  of  a  Afinit 
1  I^TOW  let  our  mourning  hearts  revi 
-^    And  all  our  tears  be  dry; 
Sklsct.  9 


98 HYMN  150. Select. 

Why  si  r»uld  those  eyes  be  drown'd  in  grief, 
W  Li  h  •  "uw  a  Saviour  nigh? 
c  2  What  th  >'  the  arm  of  conquering  death 

I)  >es  God's  >wn  house  invade? 
p  What  tho1  tir.'  prophet  and  the  priest. 

He  number'd  with  the  dead? — 
— 3  Tho'  earthly  shepherds  dwell  in  dust, 
The  aged,  and  the  young — 
The  watchful  eye  in  darkness  clo 
And  mute  the  instructive  tongue; — 
o  4  Th'  eternal  Shepherd  still  survives, 
New  comfort  to  impart; 
H:s  (yes  still  guides  us,  and  his  voice 
Still  animates  our  heart. 
d  5  "Lo  I  am  with  you,"  saith  the  Lord, 
"My  church  shall  safe  abide; 
"For  I  will  ne'er  forsake  my  own, 
"Whose  souls  in  me  confide." 
o  6  Thro'  every  scene  of  life  and  death, 
This  promise  is  our  trust; 
And  this  shall  be  our  children's  song, 
e       When  we  are  cold  in  dust.       Doddridge. 

HYMN    150.     C.  M.      Colchester.      \*] 
Christ  the  Rejuge  of  the  Church, 

1  "J._"IE  who  on  earth  as  man  was  known, 
e        *-A     And  bore  our  sins  and  pains; 

g  Now,  seated  on  th'  eternal  throne — 
The  God  of  glory  reigns! 

2  His  hands  the  wheels  of  nature  guide, 
With  an  unerring  skill; 

And  countless  worlds  extended  wide, 
Ooey  his  sovereign  will. 

3  While  harps  unnumher'd  sound  his  praise, 
In  yonder  world  above; 

o  His  s  lints  on  earth  admire  his  ways, 

And  glory  in  his  love. 
— 4  His  righteousness  to  faith  reveal'd, 

Wrought  out  for  guilty  worms; 
o  Affords  a  hiding  place,  and  shield, 

From  enemies  and  storms. 
-~o  When  troubles,  like  a  burning  sun* 

Beat  heavy  on  their  head; 


Select  HYMN  151,  i 


o  To  this  high  rock  his  pe«  pie  run, 
And  find  a  pleasing  shade. 

e  6  How  glorious  he! — how  happy  they! — 

In  such  a  glorious  friend! 
o  Whose  love  secures  them  all  the  way, 
(j      And  crowns  then)  at  the  end. 

HYMN   151.     L.  M.     Moretofu     [*b] 
C  oenant  Engagement*  joyfully  recognized*    l2  Chrqn. 
xv,     I S . 

o  1   d\  HAPPY  day,  that  hVd  my  choice, 

vV  On  thee,  my  Saviour,  and  my  God! 
Well  may  this  glowing  heart  rejoice, 
And  tell  its  raptures  all  abroad. 

e  2  ()  happy  bond,  that  seals  my  vows 

To  him,  who  merits  all  nay  love! 
o  Let  cheerful  anthems  fill  his  house. 

While  to  that  sacred  shrine  1  move. 
d  3  'Tis  done: — the  great  transaction's  done; 

1  am  my  Lord's  and  he  is  mine: 

He  drew  me — and  I  folio  w'd  on — 

Charm 'd  to  confess  the  voice  divine. 
— I  Now  rest,  my  long- divided  heart, 

FixM  on  this  blissful  centre,  rest; 

With  ashes  who  would  grudge  to  part, 

When  call'd  on  angels'  bread  to  feast? 

5  High  hcav'n,  that  heard  the  solemn  vow, 
vow  renew'd  shall  daily  hear: 
e  Till  in  life's  latest  hour  I  bow, 

And  bless  in  death  a  bond  so  dear. 

DOD D V  I 

HYMN  li  J.     C.  P.  M.     Bradbury.     [*] 
Covenant  Everlasting. 
o  1  ^VTOW  for  a  hymn  of  praise  to  God! 
-^    Ye  trophies  of  a  Saviour's  blood, 
Join  the  sweet  choir  above; 
All  your  harmonious  accents  bring, 
Wake  every  high,  celestial  string, 
To  chaunt  redeeming  love. 
— 3  Ere  God  proaoune'd  creati  n 
Or  bale  the  vast,  unbounded  • 
Through  fixed  channels  run; 


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100 HYMN  153.  Select. 

Ere  light  from  ancient  chajs  sprung, 
Or  angeis  earth's  formation  sung, 
He  chose  us  in  hi*  Son. 
g  3  Then  was  the  covenant  order'd  sure, 
Through  endless  ages  to  endure, 
By  Israel's  triune  God: 
— That  none  his  cov'nant  might  evade, 

With  oaths  and  promises  'twas  made, 
c      And  ratify'd  in  blood 
o  4  God  is  the  refuge  of  my  soul, 

Tho*  tempests  rage,  tho'  billows  roll, 

And  hellish  powers  assail: 

g  Eternal  walls  are  my  defence, 

Environ'd  with  Omnipotence — 

What  foe  can  e'er  prevail? 

—5   Then  let  infernal  legions  roar, 

And  waste  their  cursed,  vengeful  pow'r; 
d       My  snul  their  wrath  disdains: 
g       In  God,  my  refuge,  I'm  secure, 
While  cov'nant  promises  endure, 
Or  my  Redeemer  reigns. 

HYMN  153.     lis.     Idwnea.     [*] 
Church  in  Affliction,    Isa.  xlix,   14 — 17. 
c\f\  ZION  afflicted  with  wave  upon  wave, 

V *  Whom  no  man  can  comfort,  whom  no  man  can  save; 

With  darkless  surrounded,  by  terroursdismay'd, 

In  toiling  and  rowing,  thy  strength  is  decay'd. 
o  2  Loud  roaring,  the  billows  now  nigh  overwhelm, 
— But  skilfui's  the  Piiot  who  sits  at  the  helm; 
o  His  wisdom  conducts  thee,  his  power  thee  defends; 

In  safety  and  quiet  thy  warfare  he  ends. 
d  3  "O  fearful!  O  faithless!  in  mercy  he  cries; 

"My  promise,my  truth,  are  the  light  in  thine  eyes? 

"Still,stiillam  with  thee,  my  promise  shall  stand; 

"Through  tempest  and  tossing  I'll  bring  thee  to  land. 

4  "Forget  thee  I  will  not — I  cannot;  thy  name, 
"Engrav'd  on  my  heart  doth  forever  remain; 
"The  palms  of  my  hands  while  I  look  on  I  see, 
"The  wounds  I  receiv'd  when  suffering  for  thee. 

5  CI  feel  at  my  heart  all  thy  sighs  and  my  groans, 
"For  thou  art  most  near  me,  my  flesh  and  my  bones; 
"In  all  thy  distresses  thy  Head  feels  the  pain — 
"Yet  all  are  most  needful,  not  one  is  in  vain. 


Select.  HYMN  154. 

6  "Then  trust  me,  and  I 

4*My  wisdom  is  perfect,  bupi 

* *I ii  love  I  correct  thee,  thy  sou]  to  refine, 

"To  make  thee  at  length  in  m)  lik< 

Col. 

HYMN   154.     8  &  7.    Love  Divine, 
Consolation  of  Israel.     Luke  ii,  23, 

1  rtOME,  thou  long  expected  Jesus, 
\J  Born  to  set  thy  people  free; 

From  our  fears  and  sins  release  us, 

Let  us  find  our  rest  in  thee: 
Israel's  Strength  and  Consolation, 

Iiope  of  all  the  saints  thou  art; 
Dear  Desire  of  ev'ry  nation, 

Joyofev'ry  lunging  heart. 

2  Born,  thy  people  to  deliver; 
Born  a  child — and  yet  a  kiinr; 

Born  to  reign  in  us  forever, 

Now  thy  precious  Kiugdoni  bring, 

By  thine  own  eternal  Spirit, 
Rule  in  all  our  hearts  alone; 

By  thine  all- sufficient  an 

liaise  us  to  thy  glorious  throne. 

I 

HYMN    155.    L.  M.     1  [b] 

ddrettft  the  Chvrch  at  EphesuB.  Rev.  it,  l — 7. 

1  rjpiIUSsaith  the  Lord  to  Ephesus, 
A    And  thus  he  speaks  :  us; 

d  "A  midst  my  chafches,  lo,  I  st 

And  hold  the  pastors  iu    . 

Thy  works  to  nh 
Thy  patience,  and  thy  toil  I  own; 
Thy  views  of  gospel  truth  ai  . 

.-: :..t  thou  other  doctrine  bear. 

is  thy  Brs!  te? 

I  thou  forget  m)  hee, 

tint  to  me? 
4  "Recal  to  mind  the  happy 
lQU  wast  fiill'd  with  j 
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i 


IM  HYMN  156. Select. 

Repent — thy  former  works  renew, 

Then  I'll  restore  thy  comforts  too. 

5  "Return  at  once,  when  I  reprove, 

Lest  I  thy  candlestick  remove; 

And  thou,  too  late,  thy  loss  lament, 

I  warn  before  I  strike; — Repent." 
r.  6  Hearken  to  what  the  Spirit  saith, 

To  him  who  overcomes  by  faith; 
o  "The  fruit  of  life's  unfading  tree, 

In  Paradise  his  food  shall  be."  Nf.wton*. 

HYMN  156.     C.  M.   York,     [*] 
Christ's  Address  to  the  Church  at  Smyrna.    Rev.    ii,  11. 

1  FTV~lJ&  message  first  to  Smyrna  sent, 

X.   A  message  full  of  grace; 
To  ail  tne  Saviour's  flock  is  meant, 
In  every  age  and  place. 

2  Thus  to  his  church,  his  chosen  bride, 
Saith  the  great  First  and  Last, 

Who  ever  lives — though  once  he  died! 
d       "Hold  thy  profession  fast. 

3  "Thy  works  and  sorrow  well  I  know, 
Perform'd  and  borne  for  me; 

Poor  though  thou  art,  despised  and  low, 
Yet  who  is  rich  like  thee? 

4  "I  know  thy  foes,  and  what  they  say, 
H  )W  long  they  have  blasphemed; 

The  Synagogue  of  Satan,  they, 

Though  they  would  Jews  be  deem'd. 

5  "Though  Satan  for  a  season  rage, 
And  prisons  be  your  lot: 

I  am  your  friend,  and  I  engage 
You  shall  not  be  forgot. 

6  "Be  faithful  unto  death,  nor  fear 
A  few  short  days  of  strife; 

Behold  the  prize  you  soon  shall  wear* 
A  crown  of  endless  life." 
e  7  Hear  what  the  Holy  Spirit  saith 

all  who  overco:. 
o  "They  shall  escape  the  second  death, 
e        The  sinner's  awful  doom'" 

Newtok. 


Select.  HYMN  157,  158. 103 

HYMN  157.    7  &  6.     Clark's*  Hymn  Sth.     [b*] 

\v  ,  lddv(88  to  the  Church  at  Sardia.     Krv.  ,ii,  1—6. 
d   1  ""lEfRITE  to  Sarclis,  saith  the  Lord, 
t  ▼     And  write  what  he  declares; 

He  whose  Spirit,  and  whose  Word, 

Upholds  the  seven  stars: 
All  thy  works  and  ways  I  senrch, 
Find  thy  zeal  and  love  decay'd; 
Thou  art  call'd  a  living  church, 

But  thou  art  cold  and  dead. 
2  "Watch — remember— seek,  and  strive, 

Exert  thy  former  pains: 
Let  thy  timely  care  revive, 

And  strengthen  what  remains: 
Cleanse  thy  heart,  thy  works  amend, 
Former  times  to  mind  recal; 
Lest  my  sudden  stroke  descend, 

And  smite  thee  once  tor  all. 
I  Yet  I  number  now  in  thee, 

A  tew  who  are  upright; 
These  my  Father's  face  shall  sec; 

And  walk  with  me  in  white: 
When  in  judgment  I  appear, 
They  for  mine  shall  stand  confess'd 
Let  my  faithful  servants  hear, 

And  woe  be  to  the  rest."  Cowpfr. 

'  HYMN    158.     L.  M.     O/icrto.     [*J 

tlrcss  to  the  Church  at  Philadelphia,    Rev.  iii, 
7—13. 

1  FICHUS  saith  the  holy  One,  and  true 

JL    To  his  beloved  faithful  few; 
"Of  heav'n  and  hell  1  hold  the  keys, 
To  shut  or  open  as  I  piease. 

i  know  thy  works,  and  1  approve, 
The:  \\\y  sincere  thy  love; 

d  ni>'  word  and  >wn, 

Foi  -  rob  thee  of  thy  crown. 

1  Be  ore  thee  see  my  mercy's  d< 

no  more; 
>r  1  will  be  .'id  stay 


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104  HYMN  159.  Select, 

4  "Thou  hast  my  promise,  hold  it  fast; 
Thy  trying  hour  will  m»on  he  past: 
Rejoicer— for  lo!  I  quickly  come, 

tee  to  my  heav'nly  home, 
g  5  "A  pillar  there  no  more  to  move, 
Lis  i  all  my  names  of  love: 

o  unit  iii  of  mighty  grace, 
Thou  shall  forever  have  a  place." 
is  the  conqueror's  reward, 
Prepar*d  and  promis'dby  the  Lord; 

liOQ  who  hath  the  ear  of  faith, 
A-ti    nd  to  what  the  Spirit  saith.  Newton. 

; I NT   159.     L.  M.     Jsfcwcourt.     [a] 
f«   Addrest  to  the  Church  at  Laodicea.    Rev.  iii, 
14—20. 
d  1    f  1  EAR,  what  tfte  Lord,  the  great  Amen, 
JUL  T:ie  true  and  faithful  Witness,  says; 
He  form'd  the  vast  creation's  plan. 
And  searches  an  our  hearts  and  ways. 

2  To  s  me  he  speaks  as  once  of  old, 
d  4'1  know  thee — tin  profession's  vain; 

Since  thou  art  neither  hot  nor  cold, 
I'll  spit  thee  from  me  with  disdain. 

3  ''Thou  boast  est  *1  am  wise  and  rich, 
Increas'd  in  goods,  and  nothing  need;' 
And  dost  not  know  tnou  art  a  wretch, 
iNaked,  and  poor,  andJ>lind,  and  dead. 

4  "Yet  w.iie  I  thus  rebuke,  1  love, 
Mv   message  is  in  mercy  sent; 
That  thou  may'sc  my  compassion  prove, 
I  can  forgive  if  thou  repent. 

-Would'sc  thou  he  t«*uly  rich  and  wise, 
Come  buy  mv  gold  in  fire  well  try'd; 
to  anoint  thine  eyes, 
thy  nakedness  to  h 

6  %iS.e,  at  thy  door  I  stand  and  knock; 
Pev  ain? 
Qui  k!>  thy  stubborn  heart  unlock, 

cer  With  my  train. 

7  "Thou  canst  not  entertain  a  king, 
Unworthy  tbou  of  such  a-guestl 
Bm  I  >nng, 
To  make  tty  soul  a  heav'nly  feast      Newtok^ 


Select.  HYMN  160,  161, 105 

UY  .IN  160.     S.M.     .Yewton.     |_*  ] 

Promise  th  Believers  and  their  Children. 

1  1    OKU,  wlj.t   our  cart  have  heard, 
Li    Our  c\  c  s  delighted  trace; 

Thy  love  in  long  succession  shown 
To  Zton's  chosen  racer 

2  Oar  children  thou  dost  claim, 
And  murk  them  out  for  thine: 

Ten  thousand  blessings  to  thy  name, 
For  goodness  so  divine. 

3  Thee  let  the  fathers  own, 
And  thee,  the  suns  adore; 

JohVd  to  the  Lord  in  solemn  vows, 

To  be  forgot  no  moie. 
.  4  Thy  cov'nant  may  they  keep, 
And  bless  the  happy  bands, — 
Whicn  closer  still  enrage  their  hearts, 
To  honour  thy  commands. 
c       5  How  great  thy  mercies,  Lord! 
How  plenteous  is  thy  grace! 
Which,  in  the  promise  of  thy  love, 
Includes  our  rising  race. 
o       6  Our  offspring  still  thy  care, 
Shall  own  their  fathers'  God; 
To  Latest  times  thy  blessings  share, 
o  And  sound  thy  praise  abroad. 

Salisbury  Col. 

HVAiN    161.     CM.     St.jiun's.    [*] 

Chriit't  condescending  Regard  to  Little  Children* 

Mark  x,  14. 

1    OEE  Israel's  gentle  Shepherd  stand 
O     With  all  engaging  charms; 
f  Hark,  how  he  calls  the  tender  Lambs, 
And  folds  them  in  his  arms. 
'Permit  them  to  approach'* he  cries, 
"Nor  scorn  their  humble  name; 
"For  'twas  to  bless  such  souls  as  these, 
"Tne  Lord  ot  angels  came,91 
o  3  We  bring  them,  Lord,  in  thankful  hands, 
1  yield  them  up  to  t», 
Joyful  that  we  ourselves  are  thine, 
Thine  let  our  offspring  be. 


106  HYMN  162,   163.  Select, 

— 4  Ye  little  flock  with  pleasure  hear; 

Ye  children  seek  his  face; 
o  And  fly  with  transports  to  receive 

The  blessings  of  his  grace. 
e  5  If  orphans  they  are  left  behind, 

—  Thy  guardian  care  we  trust; 

e  That  care  shall  heal  our  bleeding  heart, 

a      If  weeping  o*eT  their  dust.  Doddridge, 

i-.YMN  162.    S.  M.     Bingham.     [*] 

Infants  given  to  God  in  Baptism,    lsa.  Ixv,  23- 

1   A  iREaT  God,  now  condescend 
XJi     To  bless  our  rising  race; 
Soon  may  their  willing  spirits  bend 
To  thy  victorious  grace. 
e      2  O  what  a  vast  delight, 
Their  happiness  to  see! 
Our  warmest  wishes  all  unite 
To  lead  their  souls  to  thee. 

—  3  Now  bless,  thou  God  or  love, 

This  ordinance  divine; 
Send  thy  good  Spirit  from  above, 

And  make  these  children  thine.   Fellow s, 

'•IN  163.     C.  M,     York.     [*] 
Yomig  Persons  invited  tc  seek  and  love  Chnst.     Prov. 
viiij  If. 

1  "^f-'E  hearts  with  youthful  vigour  warm, 

JL      In  smiling  crowds  draw  near; 
And  mm  from  ev'ry  mot  tal  charm, 
A  bavi;>ur?s  voice  to  hear. 

2  He,  Lord  of  ali  the  worlds  on  high, 
S  oops  to  converse  with  you; 

Auo"  lays  his  radiant  glories  by, 
Your  welfare  to  pursue, 
d  3  "The  soul  who  longs  to  see  my  face, 
"Is  su;e  my  love  to  gain; 
"And  ilosl:  w.^o  early  s-.ek  my  grace, 
4  k  Si  all  never  seik  in  vain." 
e  4  What  object,  Lord,  my  soul  should  move, 
If  once  compai'd  with  thee? 
What  beauty  should  commaud  my  love, 
ke  what  in  Christ  I  see? 


r.t.  HYMN  164.  1fi5. 

(1  5  Away,  ye  false  delu:  ive  to)  >, 

Vain  u  meters  of  the  mind! 
o  Tia  here  I  nx  my  lasting  choice, 

And  he  id.  Boddr  i 

HYJ  Glouostcr.     [*] 

7:ar,>  P*V^.     Matt,  xii,  20. 

1  1  TOW  sp  t  the  words  my  Saviour  spe 
1 1.    How  kind  the  promises  lie  makes! 

A  bruised  reeo*  he  never  breaks, 
Nor  will  he  quench  the  smoking  flax. 

2  The  humble    poor  hew  nt  despise, 
Nor  on  the  contrite  sinner  frown; 

His  ear  is  open  to  their  cries, 
He  quickly  sends  salvation  down, 

3  When  piety  in  early  minds, 
Like  tender  buds  begins  to  shoot. 

He  guards  the  plants  from  threat/ning-  winds. 
And  ripens  blossoms  into  fruit. 

4  With  humble  souls  he  bears  a  part, 
In  all  the  sorrows  they  endure; 
Tender  and  gracious  is  his  heart, 
H's  promise  is  for  ever  sure. 

5  He  sees  the  struggles  that  prevail, 
Between  the  p  grace  and  sin; 
He  kindly  listens  wh  le  the,  tell 
The  bitter  pangs  they  feel  within. 

6  Tho'  p'essVi  with  fears  ou  ev'ry  side, 
They  know  not  how  tue  strife  m  ly  end; 
Vet  he  will  soon  the  cause deci  le. 

And  judgment  unto  vict'ry  s<  nd.         Stf.n 

HYMN  165.    C.    M.     Warcham.     {} 

Young  Persons  entreated. 

c  1   T1ESTOW,  dear  Lord,  upon  our  youth, 
I  ^  The  gift  ofsa\  I 
A;-  i  d  truth 

Fall  in  a  lruitlul  p;. 

race  is  ■•  pi  mt,  where'er  it  gv<. 
Of  ;  heavenly  r 

But  fairest  in  f  >ws, 


108 HYMN  166, Select. 

d  3  Ye  careless  ones,  O  hear  betimes, 

The  voice  of  sovereign  love! 
e  Your  youth  is  stain'd  with  many  crimes, 

0  But  mercy  reigns  above. 

d  4  True  you  are  young,  but  there's  a  stone 

Within  the  youngest  breast, 
Or  half  the  crimes  which  you  have  done, 

Would  rob  you  of  your  rest. 
—5  For  you  the  public  prayer  is  made. 

Oh,  join  the  public  prayer! 
p  For  you  che  secret  tear  is  shed, 

O  shed  yourselves  a  tear. 
—6  We  pray  that  you  may  early  prove, 

The  Spirit's  power  to  teach; 
You  cannot  be  too  young  to  love 

That  Jesus  whom  we  preach.  Cow  per. 

HYMN  166.     7s.     Redeeming  Love     [b*] 
Prayer  J or  young-  Persons. 

1  T^JO'V  nay  fervent  prayer  arise, 

X^    Winej'd  with  faith,  and  pierce  the  skies; 

Fervent  prayer  will  bring  us  down 

Gracious  answers  from  the  throne. 
c  2  Shepherd  of  thy  blood-bought  sheep, 

Teach  the  stony  heart  to  weep; 

Let  the  blind  have  eyes  to  see — 
e  Sec  themselves — and  lock  on  thee. 
—3  Let  the  minds  of  all  our  youth 

Feel  the  force  of  sacred  truth; 

While  the  gospel  call  they  hear, 

May  they  learn  to  love  and  fear. 

4  Show  them  what  their  ways  have  been; 

Show  them  the  desei  t  of  sin; 
ft  Then  thy  dying  love  reveal; 

This  shall  melt  a  heart  of  steel. 
—5  Where  thou  hast  thy  work  begun, 

Give  new  strength  the  race  to  run; 

Scatter  darkness,  clouds,  and  fears, 

Wipe  away  the  mourner's  tears. 
—6  Bless  us  all,  both  old  and  young: 

G^li.  forth  pi  disc  from  ev'ry  tongue; 

Let  the  whole  assembly  prove 

Aifl  thy  power,  and  all  thy  love,  Nkwto:*. 


Select.  HYMN  167,   168. 

.IN   167.    7s.     Fairfax,    [b] 
«•  fur  Chi  I 

1  |^lRACIOUS  Lord,  our  children  sec, 
vJ  By  thy  n  Lpe  fret-; 

But  shall  these,  alas!  rem 
Subjects  still  of  Satan's  reign? 

2  Israel's  infants,  when  of  old, 
Pharaoh  threaten'd  to  withhold; 

d  Then  thy  Messenger,  said  "No: 

"Let  the  children  also  go." 
e  3  When  the  angel  of  the  Lord, 

Drawing  forth  his  dreadful  Bword, 

Slew  with  an  avenging  hand, 

Alt  the  first-born  of  the  land; — 

0  4  Then  thy  people's  doors  he  pass'd, 
Where  the  bloody  sign  was  plac'd: 

e  Hear  us  now  upon  our  knees, 

Plead  the  blood  of  Christ  for  these. 
e  5  Lord,  we  tremble,  for  we  know 

How  the  fierce  malicious  foe, 

Wheeling  round  his  watchful  flight, 

Keeps  them  ever  in  his  sight. 
— 6  Spread  thy  pinions,  King  of  kings! 

Hide  them  safe  beneath  thy  wings: 
e  Lest  the  rav'nous  birds  of  prey 

Seize  and  bear  the  brood  away.  Cowpf.i!  . 

HYMN    168.     8Sc7.     Calvary,     [b] 
Surre?ider  to  infinite  Love. Sacramextal. 

1  "l^THKN  I  view  my  Saviour  bleeding, 

t  Y     Fur  my  sins,  upon  the  tree; 
c  O  how  wondrous! — how  exceeding 

Great  his  love  appears  to  me! 
e  2  Floods  of  deep  distress  and  anguish, 

To  impede  his  labours  came? 
— Vet  they  all  c;  uld  not  extinguish 

Love's  eternal,  burning  B 

tow  redemption  is  completed, 

Full  salvation  is  procur'd; 
o  Death  and  Satan  are  defeated, 

By  the  surTnngs  he  endur'd, 
"S*l:  10 

: 


110  HYMN  169,  170.  Select. 

o  4  Now  the  gracious  Mediator, 

Risen  to  the  courts  of  bliss, 
Claims  for  me  a  sinful  creature, 

Pardon,  righteousness,  and  peace. 
—5  Sure  such  infinite  affection 

Lays  the  highest  claims  to  mine? 
o  All  my  pow'rs  without  exception, 

Should  ill  fervent  praises  join. 
—6  Jesus,  fit  me  tor  thy  service, 

Form  me  for  th\  self  alone; 
€  I  am  thy  most  costly  purchase; 

Take  possession  of  thy  own.  Lee. 

HYMN  169.     C.     M.         Canterbury.     [b*]~ 

Christ's  Flesh  Meat  indeed.     Sacramental.     John    vi, 

53—56. 

1  TTEHE  at  thy  table,  Lord,  we  meet, 
Jll  To  feed  on  food  divine? 

Thy  body  is  the  bread  we  eat, 
Thy  precious  blood  the  wine. 

2  He  who  prepares  this  rich  repast, 
Himself  comes  down  and  dies? 

And  then  invites  us  thus  to  feast 
Upon  the  sacrifice. 

3  Here  peace  and  pardon  sweetly  flow? 
Oh,  what  delightful  food! 

We  eat  the  bread  and  drink  the  wine — 
But  think  on  nobler  good. 

4  The  bitter  torments  he  endur'd, 
Upon  th'  accursed  tree, 

For  me— each  welcome  guest  may  say, 
'Twas  all  procur'd  for  me. 

5  Sure  there  was  never  love  so  free — 
Dear  Saviour — so  divine! 

Well  thou  may'st  claim  that  heart  of  me, 
Which  owes  so  much  to  thine.         StENNF.t. 

'    HYMN  170.     C.  M.     York.  Barby.     [*] 
Welcome  to  the  Table.    Sacramental. 

1  npHIS  is  the  feast  of  heav'nly  wine, 

A    And  God  invites  to  sup; 
Xhe  juices  of  the  living  vine, 
Were  press'd  to  fill  the  cup* 


Select.  HYMN   171. 111 

o  j  Oh,  Mess  the  Saviour,  ye  who  cat, 

With  royal  dainties  fed; 
— Not  heav'n  affords  a  costlier  treat, 
e       For  JESU9  is  the  bread! 
e  3  The  vile,  the  lost  — he  calls  to  them; 
d       "Ye  trembling  souls  appear! 
"The  righteous  in  their  own  esteem, 

"Have  no  acceptance  here. 
4  "Approach,  ye  poor,  nor  dare  refuse 

"The  banquet  spread  for  you:" 
c  Dear  Saviour,  this  is  welcome  news, 
o      Then  I  may  venture  too. 
— 5  If  guilt  and  sin  afford  a  plea, 

And  may  obtain  a  place; 
o  Surely  the  Lord  will  welcome  me, 

And  I  Shall  see  his  face.  Cowper. 

HYMN    J  71.     L.  M.     Gl<Aic<strr.     [b*] 
Christ  Crucified.     Sacra.mj::ntai. 

1  "VlTHliN  on  the  cross,  my  Lord  I  see, 

f  f     Bleeding  to  death  for  wretched  me; 
— Satan  and  sin  no  more  can  move, 
For  I  am  all  transformed  to  love. 

2  His  thorns  and  nails  pierce  through  my  heart, 
In  every  groan  1  bear  a  part; 

c  I  view  his  wounds  with  streaming  eyes, 
p   But  see, — he  bows  his  head  and  dies! 
— 3  Come,  sinners,  view  the  Lamb  of  God, 
a  Wounded,  and  dead,  and  bath'd  in  blood! 
c  Behold  his  side,  and  venture  near; 
— The  well  of  endless  lite  is  here. 

4  Here  I  forget  my  cares  and  pains; 

1  drink,  yet  still  my  thirst  remains: 

Only  the  fountain-head  above, 

Can  satisfy  the  thirst  of  love. 
e  5  Oh  that  I  thus  could  always  feel! 

L<  rd,  more  aiid  more  thy  love  reveal; 
o  Then  m\  glad  tongue  shall  loud  proclaim 

The  grace  and  glory  of  thy  Name. 
o  6  Thy  Name  dispels  my  guilt  and  fear, 

Revives  my  heart,  and  charms  my  ear; 

Affords  a  balm  lor  ev'ry  wound, 
d  And  Satan  trembles  at  the  sound.     NewTOJT. 


H3 HYMN  172,  ITS.  Select 

HYMN   17a     C.   M.     Barby.     [b*] 

Jesus  hasting  to  suffer.     Sacramental. 
c  1  FjiHE  Saviour— -what  a  noble  flame 

m.    Was  kindled  in  his  breast; 
— When  hasting  to  Jerusalem, 

He  march'd  before  the  rest! 
o  2  Good-will  to  men,  and  zeal  for  God, 

His  ev'ry  thought  engross: 
e  He  longs  to  be  baptiz'd  with  blood! 

He  pants  to  reach  the  cross! 
e  3  With  all  his  sufferings  full  in  view, 

And  woes,  to  us  unknown, 
o  Forth  to  the  task  his  spirit  flew — 

'Twas  love  that  urg'd  him  on. 
e  4  Lord,  we  return  thee — what  we  can1 
o       Our  hearts  shall  sound  abroad, 
.   Salvation,  to  the  dying  Max, 
g      And  to  the  rising  God! 
— 5  And  while  thy  bleeding  glories  here, 

Engage  our  wond'ring  eyes; 
We  learn  our  lighter  cross  to  bear, 
o       And  hasten  to  the  skies.  Cowper. 

HYMN  173.     8,  7  &  4.     Hdimley.     [*] 
It  is  finished.    Sacramental. 
e  1  "f  TARK!  the  voice  of  love  and  mercy, 

JUL  Sounds  aloud  from  Calvary; 
o       See,  it  rends  the  rocks  asunder — 

Shakes  the  earth,  and  veils  the  sky! 
d  "It  is  finished!"— 

e  Hear  the  Saviour — dying—cry. 
d  2  It  is  finished! — O  what  pleasure 

Do  these  precious  words  afford! 
o  Heav'nly  blessings  without  measure, 

Flow  to  us  from  Christ  the  Lord, 
d  It  is  finish'd! — 

e  Saints,  the  dying  words  record. 
— 3  Finish 'd — all  the  types  and  shadows 

Of  the  ceremonial  law; 
Finish'd — all  that  God  had  promis'd; 
Death  and  hell  no  more  shall  awe: 
d  It  is  finish'd! 

— Saints,  from  hence  your  comforts  draw. 


Select.  HYMN   174,   175.  113 

o  4  Ransom'd  ones,  approach  the  table — 
Taste  the  soul  reviving  food: 
Nothing's  half  so  sweet  and  pleasant, 

As  the  Saviour's  flesh  and  blood. 
d  It  is  fiaish'd — 

— Christ  has  borne  the  heavy  load. 
o  5  Tune  your  harps  anew,  ye  seraphs, — 

Join  Lo  sing  the  pleasing  theme; 
o   All  on  earth,  and  all  in  heaven, 
J^in  to  praise  ImmiaueL's  name, 

Hallelujah! 
Glory  to  the  bleeding  Lamb!     Burder's  Col. 

~  HYMN   174.     7s.     Fairj\Tx7    [*b] 

It  is  good  te  be  here.     Sacramental. 

1  T  ET  me  dwell  on  Golgotha, 
a       J  i  Weep — and  love  my  life  away! 
e  While  I   see  him  on  the  tree, 
a  Weep — and  bleed — and  die  for  me! 
— 2  That  dear  blood  for  sinners  spilt, 

Shows  my  sin  in  all  its  guilt: 
p  Ah,  my  soul,  behold  the  load! 
a  Hast  thou  slain  the  Lamb  of  God! 
d  3  Hark!  his  dying  word,  "Forgive, 

••Father,  let  the  sinner  live: 

''Sinner,  wipe  thy  tears  away, 

•'I  thy  ransom  freely  pay.*1 
— 4-  While  I  hear  this  grace  reveal'd, 

And  obtain  a  bardon  seal'd; 

All  my  soft  affections  move, 

Waken'd  by  the  force  of  love. 
d  5  Farewell,  world,  the  gold  is  dross, 

Now  I  see  the  bleeding  Cross; 
— Jesus  died  to  set  me  free, 

I  roa  the  law,  ai;d  sin,  and  thee! 

ft  He  has  dearly  bought  my  soul, 

Loid,  aeccpt,  and  claim  the  whole; 

To  thy  will  1  all  resign, 
c  Now  no  more  my  own,  but  thine.       Nrwt 

HYMN    175.     H.~M.     Bethcsda.     [*] 
The  Fountain  of  L'.jr.      SACBAJISBTA&. 

1   "VIA  II-..  everlasting  Sprii 
XX  Celestial  Fountain,  hail! 
•iO 


1J4 HYMN    176.  SelecL 

Thy  streams  salvation  bring, 
The  waters  never  fail: 
Still  they  endure,  and  still  they  flow, 
For  all  our  woe  a  sov'reign  cure, 
o       2  Blest  be  His  wounded  side, 
And  blest  his  bleeding  heart, 
Who  all  in  anguish  died, 
Such  favours  to  impart. 
His  sacred  blood  shall  make  us  clean 
From  ev'ry  sin — and  lit  for  God. 
3  To  that  dear  source  of  love, 
—        Our  souls  this  day  would  come: 
And  thither  from  above, 
Lord,  call  the  nations  home; 
o  That  Jew  and  Greek,  with  rapt'rous  songs, 
On  all  their  tongues,  thy  praise  may  speak. 

Doddridge. 

HYMN  176.     C.  M.     Christmas.     [*] 
Llighway  to  Zion.     Isa.  xxxr,  8 — 10. 

1  OING,  ye  redeemed  of  the  Lord, 
k5  Your  great  deliverer  sing, 

Pilgrims,  for  Zion's  city  bound, 
Be  joyful  in  your  King. 

2  See  the  fair  way  his  hand  has  rais'd, 
c      How  holy,  and  how  plain! 

— Nor  shall  the  simplest  trav'ler  err, 
Nor  ask  the  track  in  vain. 

3  Nor  ravening  lion  shall  destroy, 
Nor  iurking  serpent  wound; 

Pleasure  and  safety,  peace  and  praise, 
Thro'  all  the  path  are  found. 
•  4  A  hand  Divine  shall  lead  you  on, 
Through  all  the  blissful  road; 
Till  to  the  sacred  mount  you  rise, 
And  see  your  smiling  God. 
©  5  These  garlands  of  immortal  joy 
Shail  bloom  on  every  heau; 
While  sorrow,  sighing,  and  distress, 
Like  shadows  all  are  fied. 
g  6  March  on  in  your  Redeemer's  strength; 
Pursue  his  footsteps  still; 
And  let  the  prospect  cheer  ycur  eye. 
While  labouring  up  the  hill.     Doddridge. 


Select  HYMN   \779  178. H£ 

HYMN  177.    8  8c  7.    Drummond.     [*] 

Snfrty  and  Happiness  of  '/Ami.     1st.  xxxui,  80,  21* 
1    |  1  LORIOUS  tilings  of  thee  are  spoken, 
vX  Zioo,  city  of  our  God! 
e  He  whose  word  cannot  be  broken, 
Form'd  thee  for  his  own  abode: 
g  On  the  rock  of  ages  founded — 

What  can  sh.ike  thy  sure  repose? 
With  salvati  m-9i  walls  surrounded, 
Thou  may 'at  smile  at  all  thy  foes. 
o  2  See  the  streams  of  living  waters, 
Springing  from  eternal  love, 
Well  supply  thy  sons  and  daughters, 
And  all  fear  of  want  remove: 
e  Who  can  faint,  while  such  a  river, 
Ever  flows  their  thirst  t*  assuage? 
— Grace,  which  like  tUe  Lord,  the  giver, 
Never  fails  from  age  to  age. 

3  Round  each  habitation  hovering, 
See  the  cloud  and  tire  appear! 

For  a  gloiy  and  a  covering, 

Showing  that  the  Lord  is  near: 
Thus  deriving  from  their  banner, 

Light  by  night,  and  shade  by  day; 
Safe  they  feed  upon  the  manna, 

Which  he  gives  them  when  they  pray. 

Newton. 

HYMN   178.     L.   M.     Blrndon.     [*] 
God  tlie  Defence  of  /Aon.    Ezek.  xlviii,  35. 
1     4  S  birds  their  infant  brood  protect, 

A  And  spread  their  wings  to  shelter  them; 
Thus  sakh  the  Lord  to  his  elect, 
d  l*So  will  I  guard  Jerusalem. " 
e  2  And  what  then  is  Jerusalem, 
This  darling  object  of  hta  cue? 
Where  is  its  worth  in  God's  esteem? 
a  Who  built  it? — Who  inhabits  there? 
—  3  Jehovah  founded  it  in  blood, 
The  blood  of  his  Incarnate  Son; 
There  dwell  the  saints,  once  foes  to  God, 
The  dinners,  whom  lie  calls  his  own. 

4  There,  tho'  besieg'd  on  every  side, 
Yet  much  belov'd,  and  guarded  well; 


116 HYMN   179,  180.  Select. 

o  From  age  to  age  they  have  deri'd 

The  utmost  force  of  earth  and  hell. 
c  5  Let  earth  repent,  and  hell  despair, 
o  This  city  has  a  sure  defence; 
d  Her  name  is  call'd,  "The  Lord  is  there;" 
e  And  who  has  power  to  drive  them  thence? 

Cowper. 

HYMN  179.    8  8c  7.     Drummond.     [*] 
Future  Peace  and  Glory  of  Zion.     Isa.  Ix,  15,  20. 
1  TTEAR  what  God  the  Lord  hath  spoken, 
e       JLl  4kO  my  people,  fdint  and  few; 

Comfortless,  afflicted,  broken, 
o      Fair  abodes  1  build  for  you: 
— Scenes  of  heartfelt  tribulation 

Shall  no  more  perplex  your  ways: 
d  You  shall  name  your  walls  Salvation, — 
—    And  your  gates  shall  all  be  praise." 
b  2  There  like  streams  that  feed  the  garden, 

Pleasures,  without  end,  shall  flow; 
— For  the  Lord,  your  faith  rewarding, 
All  his  bounty  shall  bestow: 
Still  in  undisturb'd  possession, 

Peace  and  righteousness  shall  reign; 
Never  shall  you  feel  oppression — 

Hear  the  voice  of  war  again. 
3  Ye,  no  more  your  suns  declining, 

Waning  moons  no  more  shall  see; 
But,  your  griefs  forever  ending, 
Find  eternal  noon  in  me. 
a  God  will  rise,  and  shining  o'er  you, 

Change  to  day  the  gloom  of  night; 
g  He  the  Lord  will  be  your  glory, 

God  your  everlasting  light.  Cow  per. 

HYMN  180.     L.  M.     Worshiji.     [b] 
Prayer  for  Zion. 

1  TNDULGENT  Sov'reign  of  the  skies, 
A  And  wilt  thou  bow  thy  gracious  ear? 
While  feeble  mortals  raise  their  cries, 
Wilt  thou  the  great  Jehovah,  hear? 
c  2  How  shall  thy  servants  give  thee  rest, 
Till  Zion's  mouldering  walls  thou  raise; 


Select.  HYMN  181.  117 


— Till  thy  own  power  shall  stand  confess'd, 

And  make  Jerusalem  a  praise? 
r  3  Per  this,  a  lowly  suppliant  crowd, 

Here  in  tin'  sacred  temple   wait: 
— For  this  we  lift  our  voices  loud, 

And  call,  and  knock  at  mercy's  gate. 
t   I  Look  down,  O  God,  with  pityingeye, 

And  view  the  desolations  round; 
e  See  what  wide  ivalmsin  darkness  lie, 

— And  hurl  their  idols  to  the  ground. 

o  5  Loud  let  the  gospel  trumpet  blow, 
And  call  the  nations  from  afar; 
Let  ail  the  Isles  their  Saviour  know. 
And  earth's  remotest  ends  draw  near. 

Donor.  EDGE. 

HYMN  181.     L.  M.     Ble.ndon.     [b*] 
Prayer  for  Zim?8  Increase.    Isa.  li,  v. 
d  1     4  KM  of  the  Lord,  awake,  awake! 

I V  Put  on  thy  strength — the  nations  shake! 
— And  let  the  world,  adoring,  see 

Triumphs  of  mercy  wrought  by  thee. 

2  Say  to  the  heathen,  from  thy  throne, 
d  "I  am  Jehovah — God  alone' " 
— Thy  voice  their  idols  shall  confound, 

And  cast  their  altars  to  the  ground. 
e  3  No  more  let  human  blood  be  spilt — 

Vain  sacrifice  for  human  guilt! 

But  to  each  conscience  be  applied 
c  The  blood  that  flow'd  from  Jesus'  side. 
o  4   Arm  of  the  Lord,  thy  power  extend, 

Let  Mahomet's  impostures  end; 

Break  superstition's  Papal  Chain, 

And  the  proud  scoffers  rage  restrain. 
o  5  Let  Zion's  time  of  favour  come; 

O  bring  the  tribes  of  Israel  h  m  : 

And  let  our  wondering  eyes  be 

Gentiles  and  Jews  in  Christ's  one  fold. 
g  6  Almighty  God,  thy  grace  proclaim, 

In  every  Land  of  every  na 

Let  adverse  powers  ee  fall, 

And  crown  the  Saviour — Loiu, 

Mis 


118  HYMN  182,  183.  Select. 

HYMN  182.     L.  M.     Leech.     [*] 
Longing  jor  the  promised  Spread  of  tlie    Gospel.  Dan. 
li,   45. 

1  T7*  XERT  thy  power,  thy  rights  maintain, 
c       JCi   Insulted — everlasting  King' 
— The  influence  of  thy  crown  increase, 

And  strangers  to  thy  tootstool  bring. 
e  2  We  long  to  see  that  happy  time, 

That  dear,  expected,  blessed  day! 
o  When  countless  myriads  of  our  race 

The  second  Adam  shall  obey. 
—3  The  prophecies  must  be  fulfill'd, 

Tho'  earth  and  hell  should  dare  oppose; 

The  Stone  cut  from  the  mountain's  side, 

Tho*  unobserv'd,  to  empire  grows. 

4  Soon  shall  the  blended  Image  fall, 
Brass,  silver,  iron,  gold,  and  clay; 
And  superstition's  gloomy  reign, 
To  light  and  liberty  give  way. 

5  In  one  sweet  symphony  of  praise, 
o  Gentile  and  Jew  shall  then  unite; 

And  Infidelity  asham'd, 

Sink,  in  the  abyss  of  endless  night. 

6  Soon  Afric's  long  enslaved  sons, 
Shall  join  with  Europe's  polish'd  race, 
To  celebrate,  in  different  tongues, 
The  glories  of  redeeming  grace. 

g  7  From  east  to  west,  from  north  to  south, 

Emmanuel's  kingdom  shall  extend; 
—  And  every  man,  in  every  face, 

Shall  meet  a  brother  and  a  fi  iend.  Voke. 

HVMN   183.     C.  M.     Mitcham.     [*] 
Prayer  for    the   Success  of    Missions.    Ps.  Ixxii,  7,   8. 
1  T  ORD,  send  thy  word,  and  let  it  fly, 
JLi  Arm'd  with  thy  Spirit's  power; 
o  Ten  thousand  shall  confess  its  sway, 

And  bless  the  saving  hour, 
o  2  Beneath  the  influence  of  thy  grace, 
The  barren  wastes  shall  rise, 
With  sudden  greens,  and  fruits  array'd — 
g      A  blooming  Paradise. 


Select. HYMN  184. 119 

— 3  True  holiness  shall  strike  its  root, 

In  each  regen'rate  heart; 
Shall  in  a  growth  divine  arise, 

And  heav'nly  fruits  impart. 
r.  4  Peace,  with  her  olives  crown'd,  shall  stietck 

Her  wings  from  shore  to  shore; 
No  trump  shall  rouse  the  rage  of  war, 

Nor  murd'rous  cannon  roar. 
—  5  Lord,  for  those  days  we  wait — those  days 

Are  in  thy  word  foretold; 
o  Fly  swifter,  sun,  and  stars,  and  bring 

This  promis'd  age  of  gold. 
e  6  Amen — with  joy  divine,  let  earth's 

I'uuumbei'd  myriads  cry; 
g  Amen — with  joy  divine,  let  heav'n's 

Unnumber'd  choirs  reply.  Gibbons. 

HYMN  184.     C.  M.     Wddon.     [*] 
Prayer  Jor  JMisaionaries. 
1   jp^REAT  God,  the  nations  of  the  earth 

vJ  Are  by  creation  thine; 
And  in  thy  works,  by  all  beheld, 
Thy  radiant  glories  shine. 
o  2  Bat,  Lord,  thy  greater  love  has  sent 
Thy  gospel  to  mankind; 
Unveiling  what  rich  stores  of  grace 
Are  treasured  in  thy  mind. 
g  3  Lord,  when  shall  these  glad  tidings  spread — 
The  spacious  earth  around; 
Till  every  tribe  and  every  soul 
Shall  hear  the  joyful  sound. 
p  4  O  when  shall  Afric'a  sable  sons 
Enjoy  the  heavenly  word? 
And  v  issals  long  enslav'd  become 
The  freemen  of  the  Lord! 
e  5  When  shall  th'  untutor'd  Heathen  tribes, 
A  dark  bewildered  race. 
Sit  down  at  our  Emmanuel's  feet, 

And  learn  and  see  his  grace? 
6  Haste,  sovereign  Mercy,  and  transform 

Their  cruelty  to  love: 

Soften  the  tiger  to  the  lamb, 

The  vulture  to  a  dove. 


120  HYMN   185.  Select. 

7  Smile,   Lord,  on  each  divine  attempt, 
To  spread  the  gospel's  rays; 
g  And  build,  on  sin's  demolish  d  throne, 

The  temples  of  thy  praise.  RlPPON. 

HYMN  185.     10s.     Walworth.     [*] 
Prayer  for    the  Latter  Day  Glory. 

1  ¥    ORD  of  all  worlds,  incline  thy  bounteous  ear, 
|_j  Thv  children'*  voice,  in  tender  mercy  hear, 

Bear  thy  riest  promise   rix'd  as  hills,  in  mind, 
And  shed  renewing  grace  on  lost  mankind: 
O  let  thy  Spirit  like  soft  dews  descend; 
Thy  gospel  ptin  to  earth's  remotest  end. 

2  Let  Ziou's  walls  before  thee  ceaseless  stand, 
Dear  as  thine  eye,  and  graven  on  thy  hand; 
From  earth's  fir  regions  Jacob's  sons  restore, 
Oppress'd  by  man,  and  scourg'd  by  thee,nomore; 
Enrich'd  with  gold,  adorn'd  with  heavenly  grace, 
Truth  their  sole  guide,  and  all  their  pleasure  praise. 

3  Then  Satan's  kingdom  shall  from  earth  retire. 
Dead  forms  dissolve,  and  furious  zeal  expire, 
The  Beast's  tell  throne  shall  darkness  dire  surround, 
Mohammed's  empire  tumble  to  the  ground; 
The  dreams  of  Infidels  in  smoke  decay, 

And  all  the  foes  of  heaven  shall  fleet  away. 

4  In  barren  wilds  shall  living  waters  spring, 
Fair  temples  rise,  and  songs  of  transport  ring; 
The  savage  mind  with  sweet  affection  warm, 
And  light  and  love  the  yielding  bosom  charm: 
From  sin's  oblivious  sleep  the  soul  arise, 

And  grace  and  goodness,  show  'r  from  balmy  skies . 

5  Then  shall  mankind  no  more  in  darkness  mourn, 
Then  happy  nations  in  a  day  be  born; 
From  east  to  west  thy  glorious  Name  be  one, 
And  one  pure  worship  hail  th'  eternal  Son: 
Remotest  realms  one  spotless  faith  unite, 
And  o'er  all  regions  beam  the  Gospel's  light. 

6  Then  shall  thy  saints  exult  with  joy  divine; 
Their  virtues  quicken,  and  their  lives  refine; 
Their  souls  improve,  their  songs  more  grateful  rise, 
And  sweeter  incense  cheer  the  morning  skies: 
Heaven  o'er  the  world  unfold  a  brighter  day, 
And  Jesus  spread  his  reign  from  sea  to  sea. 

Dwight. 


Select.  HYMN   186,  187.  121 

HYMN  186.     C.  M.     Bethlehem.     [*] 
'Zion  exalted  above  the  JiiUs.     Ibu.  xxii,  4. 

1  i~k'ER  mountain  tops  the  mount  of  God, 

\J  In  latter  days  shall  rise — 
Above  the  summit  of  the  lulls, 

And  draw  the  wondering  eyes. 

o  2  To  this  the  joyful  nations  round, 

All  tribes  and  tongues  shall  how; 
Up  to  the  mount  of  God,  they  say, 

And  to  his  house  we'll  go. 
3  The  beams  that  shine  from  Zion's  hill, 

Shall  lighten  every  land; 
The  King  who  reigns  in  Salem's  low'rs, 

Shall  the  whole  world  command. 
e  4  Among  the  nations  he  shall  judge. 

His  judgments  truth  shall  guide-; 
o  His  sceptre  shall  protect  the  just, 

And  crush  the  sinner's  pride. 
e  5  No  war  shall  rage,  no  hostile  feuds 

Disturb  those  peaceful  years; 
— To  plough-  shares  men  shall  beat  their  swords, 

To  pruinng-lux.ks  their  spears, 
o  6  Come  then,  O  house  of  Jacob,  come, 

And  worship  at  his  shrine; 
g  And,  walking  in  the  light  of  God, 

With  holy  beauties  shine. 

Scotch   Paraphs 

HYMN  187.    L.  M,     Cattle  Street.     [*] 

•  Millennium.     Isa.  xi,  S  —  (J.     Rev.  xx,  4 — 10. 
1  T  OOK  up,  my  soul,  with  glad  surprise, 

JLi  Towards  the  joyful,  coming  day; 
When  Jesus  shall  descend  the  skies, 
And  form  a  bright,  a  glorious  day. 
o  2  Nations  shall  in  a  day  be  born, 
And  swift,  like  doves,  to  Jesus  My; 
— The  saints  shall  know  no  clouds  return, 

Nor  sorrows  mingled  with  their  joy. 
b  3  The  lion  and  the  lamb  sh^ll  feed 

Together,  in  his  peaceful  reign; 
— And  Zion,  blest  with  heav'nly  bread, 
Of  pinching  wants  no  more  complain. 
Select* 


122 HYMN  188,  189.  Select. 

4  The  Jew,  the  Greek,  the  bond,  the  free, 

Shall  boast  their  sev'ral  rights  no  more; 
o  But  join  in  sweetest  harmony, 

Their  Lord,  their  Sovereign  to  adore. 
— 5  Tims,  till  a  thousand  years  are  pass'd, 

And  Satan  must  be  loos'd  again; 

Short  is  the  time  his  reign  shall  last, 
a  Ere  he's  confin'd  in  endless  pain. 
p  6  But  the  blest  saints  shall  mount  on  high, 

Where  their  deliv'ring  Prince  is  gone; 
s  Angel's  at  God's  command  shall  fly, 

To  bless  them  with  a  conqueror's  crown.  Anox. 

'  HYMN   188.     8  Sc  7.     Sicilian.     [*J 

Collection  for  the  Spread  of  the  GotpeL 
1  XTITI TH  my  substance  1  will  honour 

1  ▼     My  Redeemer  and  my  Lord; 
Were  ten  thousand  worlds  my  manor, 
Ail  were  nothing  to  his  word, 
o  2  While  the  heralds  of  salvation 
His  abounding  grace  proclaim; 
Let  his  friends  of  every  station, 
Gladly  join  to  spread  his  fame. 
—3  May  his  kingdom  be  promoted, 
May  the  world  the  Saviour  know; 
Be  my  all  to  him  devoted, 
To  my  Lord  my  all  I  owe. 
o  4  Praise  the  Saviour,  all  ye  nations; 

Praise  him  all  ye  hosts  above; 
s  Shout  with  joyful  acclamations, 

His  divine — victorious  love.  Fraxcts. 

HYMN  189.     S.  M.     JVtwton.     [*] 
Charitable  Collection.     1  Chron.    xxix,  1?. 
1  FT1HY  bounties,  gracious  Lord, 
JL    With  gratitude  we  own; 
We  praise  thy  providential  grace, 
That  showers  its  blessings  down, 
o       2  With  joy  the  people  bring 

Their  offerings  round  thy  throne. 
With  thankful  souls,  behold,  we  pay 
A  tribute  of  thine  own. 
c      3  Accept  this  humble  mite,         . 
Great  sovereign  Lord  of  all; 
Nor  let  our  num'rous  mingling  sins 
The  sacved  ointment  spoil. 


Srlect.  HYMN  190,  191.  12: 

—    4  Let  tiir  Redeemer's  blood 
Diffuse  its  virtues  wide: 
Hallow  and  cleanse  our  every  gift, 
And  all  our  follies  hide. 

e       5   ()  may  this  sacrifice 

To  thee  the  Lord  ascend, 
— An  odour  of  a  sweet  perfume, 

Presented  by  his  hand. 
e       C  Well  pleas'd  our  God  shall  view 

The  products  of  his  grace; 
And,  in  a  plentiful  reward, 

Fulfil  his  promises.  Scott. 

HYMN  190.     C.  M.     Hymn  2d.     [*] 
The  Good  Samaritan.    Luke  x,  50 — 37. 

1  ~|7V\THER  of  mercies,  send  thy  grace, 

JL      All  powerful  from  above, 
To  form  in  our  obedient  souis 
The  image  of  thy  love. 
b  2  O  may  our  sympathizing  breasts 
That  generous  pleasure  know; 
Kindly  to  share  in  others' joy, 
And  weep  for  others'  woe. 
e  3  When  the  most  helpless  sons  of  grief, 

In  low  distress  are  laid; 
p  Soft  be  our  hearts  their  pains  to  feel, 
o       And  swift  our  hands  to  aid. 
— 4  So  Jesus  look'd  on  dying  men, 
When  thron'd  above  the  skies; 
And  midbt  the  embraces  of  thy  love, 
lie  kit  compassion  rise. 
o  5  On  wings  of  love  the  Saviour  flew, 

To  raise  us  from  the  ground; 
e  And  gave  the  richest  of  ids  blood, 

m  for  every  wound.  Doddridge, 

HYMN  191.    C.  M.    Devizes.  [*] 

Afatvre  and  rruitsof  Charity. 
1    r\  CHARITY,  thou  heav'nly  grace' 

V?     All  tender,  soft  and  kind! 
A  friend  to  all  the  human  i  tee, 

Tu  all  that's  good  inclinM! 


124  HYMN   192-  Select, 

2  T  le  man  of  charity  extends 

To  all  his  lib'ral  hun(\\ 
His  kindred,  neighbours,  foes  and  friends 

H  s  pity  may  command. 
C  He  aids  the  poor  in  their  distress; 

He  hear.8  when  they  complain; 
With  tender  heart  delights  to  bless, 

And  lessen  all  their  pain. 
4  The  sick,  the  pris'ner,  poor  and  blind, 

And  all  the  sons  of  grief, 
In  him  a  benefactor  find — 
He  loves  to  give  relief, 
o  5  'TU  love  that  makes  religion  sweet; 
'Tis  love  that  makes  us  rise, 
With  willing  minds  and  ardent  feet, 
To  yonder  happy  skies. 
— 6  Then  let  us  all  in  leve  abound, 

And  charity  pursue; 
&  Thus  shall  we  be  with  glory  crown'd, 
e       And  love  as  angels  do.  Proud. 

HYMN  192.     C.  M.     St.  Jinn's.     [*] 
'■Relieving  Christ  in  his  JMembevs.     Matt,  xxv,  407 
c  1    TESITS,  my  Lord,  how  rich  thy  grace! 
J      Th\  bounties!  how  complete! 
How  shall  I  count  the  matchless  sum? 
How  pay  the  mighty  deb-? 
g  2  High  on  a  throne  of  radiant  light 

Dost  thou  exalted  shine; 
e  What  can  my  poverty  bestow — 

When  all  the  worlds  are  thine? 
— 3  Rut  thou  hast  brethren  here  below; 
The  partners  of  thy  grace; 
And  wilt  confess  their  humble  names, 
Before  thy  Father's  face. 
c  4  In  them  thou  may'st  be  cloth'd  and  fed, 
And  visited  and  cheer'd, 
And  in  their  accents  of  distress, 
My  Saviour's  voice  is  heard. 

5  Thy  face  with  reVrence  and  with  love, 

I,  in  the  poor  would  see; 
O  rather  let  nv:  beg  my  bread, 
Than  hold  it  back  from  thee.    Doddridgk, 


Select. HYMN"    193.  125 

HYMN  193.    8&7.     [*] 

A  Charity  Hymn, 

1  T  OKI)  of  life,  all  praise  excelling, 
Ju     Thou,  in  glory,  unconhn'd, 

Deign'st  to  make  thy  humble  dwelling, 
With  the  poor  of  humble  mind. 

2  As  thy  love  through  all  creation, 
Beams  like  thy  diffusive  light; 

So  the  ICornM  and  humble  station, 
Shrinks  before  thine  equal  sight. 

3  Thus  thy  care,  for  all  providing, 
Warm'd  thy  faithful  prophet's  tongue; 

Who,  the  lot  of  all  deciding, 
To  thy  chosen  Israel  sung: — 

4  "  When  thy  harvest  yields  thee  pleasure, 
"Thou  the  golden  sheaf  shalt  bind, 

"To  the  poor  belongs  the  treasure 
"Oi  the  scatter'd  ears  behind." 

CHORUS. 

"These  thy  God  ordains  to  bless, 
"The  widow  and  the  fatherless." 

5  "When  thine  olive  plants  increasing, 
"Pour  their  plenty  o'er  thy  plain; 

"Grateful  thou  shalt  take  the  blessing, 
*'But  not  search  the  bough  again." 
chorus. — "These,  Sec." 

6  "When  thy  favour'd  vintage  flowing, 
"Gladdens  thy  autumnal  scene; 

"Own  the  bounteous  hand  bestowing, 
"Bot  thy  vines  the  poor  shall  glean." 
chorus. — "These,  &x." 

7  Sill  we  read  thy  word  declaring 

!  rcy.  Lord,  tiiiac  own  decree;  <• 

y,  every  sorrow  sharing, 
Wart na  the  heart  resembling  thee. 

8  Still  the  orphan  and  the  strange:', 

the  widow  owustiiy  care; 
:..i,d  by  thee  in  every  danger, 

Heard  by  thee  in  every  prayer. 


126 HYMN    194,    195.  Select. 

HYMN  194.     L.  M.     Sicilian.     [*] 
Meeting  of  Christian  Friends. 

1  Y£  INDUED  in  Christ,  for  his  dear  sake, 
Xk     A  hearty  welcome  here  receive; 

May  we  together  now  partake 

The  j  ys  which  only  he  can  give, 
o  2  To  you  and  us  by  grace  is  giv'n, 

To  know  the  Saviour's  precious  name; 

And  shortly  we  shall  meet  in  heav'n, 

Our  hope,  our  way,  our  end  the  same. 
— 3  May  he  by  whose  kind  care  we  meet, 

Send  his  good  spirit  from  above; 

Make  our  communications  sweet, 

And  cause  our  hearts  to  burn  with  love. 

4  Forgotten  be  each  earthly  theme, 

When  christians  see  each  other  thus; 
r  We  only  wish  to  speak  of  Him, 
a  Who  lived — and  died — and  reigns — for  us. 
e  5  We'll  talk  of  all  he  did  and  said, 

And  suffer'd  for  us  here  below; 

The  path  he  mark'd  for  us  to  tread, 

And  what  he's  doing  lor  us  now. 
— 6  Thus,  as  the  moments  pass  away, 

We'll  love,  and  wonder,  and  adore; 
o  And  hasten  on  the  glorious  day, 

When  we  shall  meet — to  part  no  more. 

Newt  ox. 

HYMN  195.    S.  M.     Bingham.     [*] 
Parting  of  Christian  Friends. 
1  X£LEST  be' the  lie  that  binds 
.S3     Our  hearts  in  christian  love; 
The  fellowship  of  kindred  minds 
Is  like  to  that  above. 
c       2  before  our  Father's  throne, 

We  pour  our  ardent  prayers; 
Our  fears,  our  hopes,  our  aims  are  one, 
Our  comforts  and  our  caies, 
—     3  We  share  our  mutual  woes, 

Our  mutual  burdens  bear; 
C  And  often  for  each  o:her  Bows 
The  sympathizing  tear. 


Selecf.  HYMN    196,    197.  \93 

e       4  When  we  asunder  part, 

It  gives  us  inward  pain; 
— But  we  shall  still  bejoin'din  heart, 

And  hope  to  meet  again. 
o      5  This  glorious  hope  revives 

Our  courage  by  the  wa) ; 
While  each  in  expectation  lives, 

And  longs  to  see  the  day. 
—    6  From  sorrow,  toil,  and  pain, 

And  sin  we  shall  be  free; 
g  And  perfect  love   and  friendship  reign, 

Through  all  eternity.  Fawcett. 

HYMN  196.    C.  M.     Hymn  2d.    St.  Anns.     [*] 
A  Marriage  Hymn. 
1    OIXCE  Jesus  freely  did  appear 
O     To  grace  a  marriage  feast, 
Dear  Lord,  we  ask  thy  presence  here, 
To  make  a  wedding  guest. 
e  2  Upon  the  bridal  pair  look  down, 
Who  now  have  plighted  hands; 
Their  union  with  thy  favor  crown, 
And  bless  the  nuptial  bands. 
— 3  With  gifts  of  grace  their  hearts  endow, 
Of  all  rich  dowries  best; 

ir  substance  bless  and  peace  bestow, 
To  sweeten  all  the  rest. 
e  4  In  purest  love  their  souls  unite, 
That  they  with  christian  care, 
May  make  domestic  burthens  light, 
By  taking  mutual  share. 
— 5  As  Isaac  and  Rebecca  gave 
A  pattern  chaste  and  kind; 
-nay  this  married  couple  live, 
e       And  die  in  friendship  join'd. 

Vnd  when  that  solemn  hour  shall  come, 
-  shore  sp  ice  be  o'er; 
\  in  triumph  retch  that  home, 
they  shall  part  no  more. 

HYMN  197.    8  3c  7.    Sicilian,     p]  " 

.1  Marriage  Hjjmn. 
1  (£  ■  liou  con  lescending  J 

VJ     Thou  hast  blest  a  marriage  feast; 


128 HYMN    193. Select. 

Come,  and  with  thy  presence  bless  us, 

Deign  to  be  an  honour'd  guest. 
2  Once  at  Cana's  happy  village. 

Thou  didst  heavenly  joy  impart; 
Though  unseen,  may  thy  blest  image 
He  mscrib'd  on  ev'ry  heart.) 
c  3  Lord,  we  come  to  ask  thy  blessing 

On  the  happy  pair  to  rest; 
— May  thv  goodne>s.  never  ceasing, 
Make  them  now  and  ever  ble^t. 
4  Thou  can^t  change  the  course  of  nature, 
Turning  water  into  wine; 
e  But  we  ask  a  greater  favour — 

May  they  be  forever  thine. 
— 5  Thine  by  covenant  and  adoption, 

Thine  by  free  and  sov'reign  grace; 
—May  they,  in  each  word  and  action, 
Do  thy  will  and  speak  thy  praise. 
6  Gracious  Lord,  from  thy  free  bounty, 

Fill  their  basket  and  their  store; 
Give  them  with  their  health  and  plenty, 
Hearts  thy  goodness  to  adore. 
e  7  Often  from  their  happy  dwelling, 
May  the  voice  of  prayer  ascend. 
For  thy  mercies  still  increasing, 

To  their  best,  their  kindest.  Friend. 
— 8  Through  this  life's  tempestuous  ocean, 
Storms  are  thick  and  dangers  nigh; 
O  may  constant- pure  devotion. 

Guide  them  sale  to  realms  on  high. 
e  9  When  by  death's  cold  hand  divided, 

Which  dissolves  the  tenderest  ties; 
— By  thy  grace  again  united, 

May  they  in  thy  image  rise.^ 
o  10  Come,  thou  condescending  Jesus, 
Fill  our  hearts  with  songs  of  praise; 
Come  and  with  thy  presence  bless  us, 
Make  us  subjects  of  thi  grace.  Codman'sCol. 

HYMN  198.     L.  Al.     GrcenisT1^-  j 

A  Family  Hymn. 
ATHER  of  men,  th)    care  we  bless. 
Which  crowns  our  families  with  peac?, 


•F 


Select  HYMN  109,  200.  129 

>m  thee  they  sprung,  and  by  thy  hand 
Their  root  and  branches  are  sustain'd. 

.    >  G  >d,  most  worthy  to  be  prais'd, 

Br  our  domestic  altars  rais'd; 

Who,  Lord  of  Heaven,  scorns  not  to  dwell 

With  saints  in  their  obscurest  cell. 
—  3  To  thee  may  each  united  Mouse, 

Morning  and  night,  present  its  vows; 

Our  servants  here,  and  rising  race, 

Be  taught  thy  precepts,  and  thy  grace. 
o  4  ()  may  each  future  age  proclaim 

The  honours  of  thy  glorious  name; 
g  While  pleas'd,  and  thankful,  we  remove 

To  join  the  family  above.  Doddridge. 

HYMN  199.     L.  M.     Portugal.     [*] 
.  1  Morning  Jfunm. 

X     A  WAKE,  my  soul,  and  with  the  sun, 
J\.  Thy  daily  stage  of  duty  run; 

Shake  off  dull  sloth,  and  early  rise, 

To  pay  thy  morning  sacrifice. 
e  2  Lord,  I  my  vows  to  thee  renew! 

Scatter  my  sins  like  morning  dew; 

Guard  my  first  springs  of  thought  and  will, 

And  with  thyself  my  spirit  fill. 
— 3  Direct,  control,  suggest,  this  day, 

All  I  design,  or  do,  or  say; 

That  all  my  powers,  with  all  their  might, 

In  thy  sole  glory  may  unite. 
©  4  Praise  God  from  whom  all  blessings  flow; 

Praise  him  all  creatures  here  below: 

Praise  him  above,  angelic  host; — 
g  Praise  Father,  Son,  and  Holy  Ghost.         K 

HYMN   200.     7s.     P/cycl's.     [*] 
A  Morning  Hymn. 
1  "VTOW  the  shades  of  night  are  gone; 

1.^1    Now  the  morning  light  is  come; 
Lord,  may  we  be  thine  to  day, 
Drive  the  shades  of  sin  away. 

S  Fill  our  souls  with  heavenly  light, 
Banish  doubt,  and  cleanse  our  sight; 
In  thy  service,  Lord,  to  day, 
Help  us  labour,  help  us  pray. 


130  HYMN  201,  203.  Select, 

3  Keep  oar  haughty  passions  bound; 
Save  us  from  our  foes  around; 
Going  out,  and  coming  in, 

Keep  us  safe  from  every  sin. 

4  When  our  work  of  life  is  past, 

0  receive  us  then  at  last! 

o  Night  of  sin  will  be  no  more, 

When  we  reach  the  heavenlv  shore.  Hart. Col. 

HYMN  201.    L.  M.     Worship.  Sicilian.     [*] 
.In  Evening  Hymn, 

1  ip  LORY  to  thee,  my  God,  this  night, 
*OT     For  all  the  blessings  of  the  iigut; 

Keep  me,  O  keep  me,  King  of  kings, 
Beneath  thine  own  Almighty  wings. 

2  Forgive  me,  Lord,  for  thy  dear  Son, 
The  ill  that  I  this  day  have  do.e; 
That  with  the  world,  myself  and  thee, 
I,  ere  I  sleep.,  at  peace  may  be. 

3  Teach  me  to  live,  that  I  may  dread 
The  grave  as  little  as  my  bed: 
Teacn  me  to  die,  that  so  I  may, 
Rise,  glorious,  ai  the  awful  day. 

4  O  let  my  soul  on  thee  repose, 

And  may  sweet  sleep  my  eyelids  close: 
Sleep  that  shall  me  more  vigorous  make, 
To  serve  my  God,  when  I  awake. 

5  If  in  the  night  I  sleepless  lie, 

My  soul  with  heavenly  thoughts  supply; 
Let  no  ill  dreams  disturb  my  rest; 
No  powers  of  darkness  me  molest. 

6  Praise  God  from  whence  all  blessings  Sow; 
Praise  him  all  creatures  here  below; 
Praise  him  above  ye  heavenly  host, 

Praise  Father.  Son,  and  Holy  G  lo  t.  Kenx. 

HYMN    202.     8s.     Bethany,     [*] 
An  Evening'  Hymn. 
1   TNSPIRER  and  Hearer  of  Prayer, 

JL  Thou  Feeder  and  Guardian  of  thine; 
My  all  to  th\  covenant  care, 
I,  sleeping  or  waking,  resign. 


Select.  HYMN  203.       IJl 

o  2  If  th  un. 

The  night  is  ;.  -s  to  me; 

And  fast  a  «  my  moments  roll  on, 

They  bring  me  but  nearer  to  thee. 
c  3  A  Bov'reign  Protector  1  have, 

Unseen,  yet  Forever  at  hand; 

Unchangeably  faithful  to  sa\e. 

Almighty  to  rule  and  command. 
— 4  From  evil  secure,  and  its  dread; 

I  rest,  if  my  Saviour  be  nigb; 

And  songs  hi*  kind  presence  indeed, 

Shall  m  the  night  season  supply. 
o  5  His  smiles  and  his  comforts  abound, 

His  grace  as  the  dew  shall  descend; 
o  And  wells  of  salvation  surround, 

The  soul  lie  delights  to  defend.        Toplady. 

HYMN  203.     C.  M.     Barby.     [*] 

A  Hymn  for  Morning  or  Evening. 

1   ft^  thee,  each  morning,  ()  my  God, 

U     My  waking  thoughts  attend; 
In  whom  are  founded  all  my  hopes, 

In  whom  my  wishes  tnd. 
e  2  My  soul  in  pleasing  wonder  lost, 

Thy  boundless  love  surveys; 
—And  fir'd  with  grateful  zeal,  prepares 

The  sacrifice  of  praise. 
e  3  When  evening  slumbers  press  my  Byes, 

With  thy  protection  blest; 
b  In  peace  and  safety  I  commit 

My  weary  limbs  to  rest. 
o  4  My  spirit  in  thy  hands  secure, 

Fears  no  approaching  ill; 
For  whether  waking,  or  asleep, 

Thou.  Lord,  art  with  me  still. 
O  5  Then  will  I  daily  to  the  world 

Thy  wondrous  acts  proclaim; 
Whilst  all  with  me  shall  praise  and  sing, 

And  bless  the  Sacred  Name. 
e  6  At  morn,  at  noon,  at  night  Til  still 

Thy  growing  work  pursue; 
,  And  thee  alone  will  praise,  to  whom 

Eternal  praise  is  d  ic.  Liv.  Col 


132  HYMN    204.  Select. 

HYMN  204.    L.  P    M.    Devotion.     [*] 

Daily  Duties.     Dependence  and  Enjoyment.     Uom.  xiv, 
8. — *\lovning  or  Evening. 

1  "VV^HEN,  streaming  from  the  eastern  skies 

▼  ▼     The  morning  light  salutes  my  eyes, 
O  Sun  of  Righteousness  divine, 
On  me  with  beams  of  mercy  shine; 
Chase  the  dark  clouds  of  guilt  away, 
And  turn  my  darkness  into  day. 

2  When,  to  heaven's  great  and  glorious  King, 
My  morning  sacrifice  1  bring; 

And  mourning  o'er  my  guilt  and  shame, 
Ask  mercy  in  my  Saviour's  name: 
Then,  Jesus,  sprinkle  with  thy  bleed, 
And  be  my  Advocate  with  God. 

3  As  every  day  thy  mercy  spares 
Will  bring  its  trials  and  its  cares; 

0  Saviour,  till  my  life  shall  end, 
Be  thou  my  counsellor  and  friend: 
Teach  me  thy  precepts,  all  divine, 
And  be  thy  great  example  mine. 

4  When  pain  transfixes  every  part, 
And  languor  settles  at  the  heart; 
When  on  my  bed,  diseas'd,  oppress'd1, 

1  turn,  and  sigh,  and  long  for  rest, 
O  great  Physician!  see  my  grief, 
And  grant  thy  servant  sweet  relief. 

5  Should  poverty's  consuming  blow 
Lay  all  my  worldly  comforts  low; 
And  neither  help,  nor  hope  appear, 
My  steps  to  guide,  my  heart  to  cheer; 
Lord,  pity,  and  supply  my  need, 
For  thou  on  earth  wast  poor  indeed. 

6  Should  Providence  profusely  pour 
Its  various  blessings  in  my  store; 
O  keep  me  from  the  ills,  that  wait 
On  such  a  seeming  prosperous  state; 
From  hurtful  passions  sec  me  free, 
And  humbly  may  I  walk  with  thee. 

7  When  each  day's  scenes  and  laboars  close, 
And  weaned  nature  seeks  repose, 
With  pardoning  mercy  richly  bless'd, 
Guard  me,  my  Saviour,  while  I  r 


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Select  HYMN    205,  206.  13, 

And  as  each  morning  sun  shall  rise, 

0  lead  me  onward  to  the  skies. 

8  And  at  my  life's  last  setting  ton. 
My  conflicts  o'er,  my  labours  done, 
Jesus,  thine  heavenly  radiance  shed, 
To  cheer  and  bless  my  dying  bed: 
And  from  death's  gloom  my  spirit  raisp, 
<lTo  see  thy  face,  and  sing  thy  praise/1 

HYMN  205.     C.  M.     Barby.  St.  Ann'*.     [*b] 

Religion  the  One  Thing  needjul. 

1  FlELlGiON  is  the  chief  concern, 
XI)     Of  mortals  here  below; 

May  1  its  great  importance  learn, 
Its  sovereign  virtue  know. 

2  More  needful  this  than  glitt'ring  wealth, 
Or  aught  the  world  bestows; 

Not  reputation,  food,  or  health, 
Can  give  us  such  repose. 

3  Religion  should  our  thoughts  engage, 
Amidst  our  youthful  bloom; 

Twill  fit  us  for  declining  age, 

And  for  the  awful  tomb. 
•1  O  may  my  heart  by  grace  renew'd, 

Be  my  Redeemer's  throne; 
And  be  my  stubborn  will  subdu'd, 

His  government  to  own. 

5  Let  deep  repentance,  faith  and  love, 
Be  joined  with  godly  fear; 

And  all  my  conversation  prove 
My  heart  to  be  sincere. 

6  Preserve  me  from  the  snares  of  sin, 
Through  my  remaining  days; 

And  in  me  let  each  virtue  shine, 
To  my  Redeemer's  praise. 

7  Let  lively  hope  my  soul  inspire; 
Let  warm  affections  rise; 

And  may  I  wait  with  strong  desire, 
To  mount  above  the  skies.  Fawcktt. 


HYMN  206.    C.  Al.    Devize*     [*] 
Spring* 
WYSS  verdure  clothes  the  fertile  vale, 
And  blossoms  deck  the  B] 

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3  34  HYMN    207.  Select. 

And  fragrance  breathes  in  every  gale, 

How  sweet  the  vernal  day! 
e  2  Hark!  how  the  feather'd  warblers  sing* 
— .   'Tis  nature's  cheerful  voice; 
e  Soft  music  hails  the  lovely  spring, 
o       And  woods  and  fields  rejoice. 
— 3  How  kind  the  influence  of  the  skies! 

The  showers,  with  blessings  fraught, 
Bid  virtue,  beauty,  fragrance  rise, 

And  fix  the  roving  thought. 
e  4  Then  let  my  wondering  heart  confess, 

With  gratitude  and  love, 
The  bounteous  Hand  that  deigns  to  bless 

The  garden,  field,  and  grove, 
g  5  That  bounteous  Hand  my  thoughts  adore, 

Beyond  expression  kind, 
Hath  better,  nobler  gifts  in  store, 

To  bless  the  craving  mind. 
e  6  O  Gocl  of  nature  and  of  grace, 

Thy  heavenly  gifts  impart; 
— Then  shall  my  meditation  trace 

Spring,  blooming  in  my  heart. 
o  7  Inspired  to  praise,  I  then  shall  join 

Glad  nature's  cheerful  song; 
s  And  love  and  gratitude  divine 

Attune  my  joyful  song.  Steele. 

HYMN  WT.    8s.     Uxbridge.     [*] 
Spring. 

1  TTOW  sweetly  along  the  gay  mead, 
JLi  The  daisies  and  cowslips  are  seen! 

The  flocks  as  they  carelessly  feed, 

Kejoice  in  the  beautiful  green!  ^.^jl 

2  The  vines  that  encircle  the  bowers, 
The  herbage  that  springs  from  the  sod, — 
Trees,  plants,  cooling  fruits,  and  sweet  flowers,'^ 
All  rise  to  the  praise  of  my  God. 

e  3  Shall  man  the  great  master  of  all, 

The  only  insensible  prove? 
d  Forbid  it,  fair  gratitude's  call — 

Forbid  it,  devotion  and  love. 
g  4  The  Lord,  who  such  wonders  can  raise, 

And  still  can  destroy  with  a  nod, 


Select.  HYMN  208,  809.  135 

My  lips  shall  incessantly  praise — 
My  soul  shall  rejoice  in  my  God. 

HYMN  208.     C.  M.     Doxology.     [*] 
Summer:   A  Harvert  Hymn, 
1  rjlO  praise  the  ever  bounteous  Lord, 

A    My  soul,  wake  all  thy  powers: 
He  calls — and  at  his  voice  come  forth 
The  smiling  harvest  hours, 
g  2  His  covenant  with  the  earth  he  keeps, 
My  tongue,  his  goodness  sing; 
Summer  and  winter  know  their  time, 
His  harvest  crowns  the  spring. 
o  3  Well  pleas'd  the  toiling  swains  behold 
The  waving  yellow  crop; 
With  joy  they  bear  the  sheaves  away, 
And  sow  again  in  hope. 
e  4  Thus  teach  me,  gracious  God,  to  sow 
The  seeds  of  righteousness; 
Smile  on  my  soul,  and  with  thy  beams, 
The  ripening  harvest  bless. 
o  5  Then  in  the  last  great  harvest,  I 
Shall  reap  a  glorious  crop; 
The  hardest  shall  by  far  exceed 

What  I  h  ive  sow'd  in  hope.  Rippox. 

HYMN    2u9.     C.     M.     Abridge,     [b] 
Player  for  Rain. 
1  ^VTOW  may  the  Lord  of  earth  and  skies 

131    Regard  us  when  we  call; 
'Tis  he  who  bids  the  vapours  i  ise 

And  showers  abundant  fall. 

On  thee,  our  God,  we  all  depend, 

For  life,  and  health,  and  food? 

make  refreshing  showers  dcs<  i 

And  crown  the  year  with  good. 

3  The  evil  and  the  just  partake, 
These  bounties  ot  thy  hand; 

Nor  will  a  God  of  love  foi  - 
This  lung  indulged  laud. 

4  Let  grace  come  down,  like  copious  rains, 
On  Ziun's  drooping  field? 

So  shall  our  souls  re\  ive  again, 
And  fruit  abundant  | 


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136  HYMN  210,  211.  Select. 

0  5  Then  smiling  nature  shall  express 

Her  mighty  Maker's  praise; 
And  we,  the  children  of  thy  grace, 

Join  her  harmonious  lays.     Burder's  Col. 

HYMN  310.     L.  M.     Psalm  97th.     [*b] 
Autumn. 

1  DEE  how  brown  autumn  spreads  the  field, 
ID  Mark— how  the  whitening  hills  are  turned! 
Behold  them  to  the  reapers  yield, — 
The  wheat  is  sav'd — the  tares  are  burn'd. 

e  2  Thus  the  great  Judge  with  glory  crown'd 
Descends  to  reap  the  ripen'd  earth? 

g  Angelic  guards  attend  him  down, 
The  same  who  sang  his  humble  birth. 
3  In  sounds  of  glory  hear  him  speak, 

d  "Go  search  around  the  flaming  world; 
"Haste — call  my  saints  to  rise,  and  take 
"The  seats  from  which  their  foes  were  hurl'd* 
,4  "Go,  burn  the  chaff  in  endless  fire, 
"Inflames,  unquench'd  consume  each  tare; 
"Sinners  must  feel  my  holy  ire, 
"And  sink  in  guilt — to  deep  despair." 

a  5  Thus  ends  the  harvest  of  the  earth: — 

— Angels  obey  the  awful  voice? 

d  They  save  the  wheat — they  burn  the  chaff; — 

g  All  heaven  approves  the  sov'reign  choice. 

HYMN  211.    C.     M.     Wtldon.     [b*] 
Winter. 


1  OTERN  winter  throws  his  icy  chains, 
O  Encircling  nature  round; 

How  bleak,  how  comfortless  the  plains, 
Late  with  gay  verdure  crown'd! 

2  The  sun  withdraws  his  vital  beams, 
And  light  and  warmth  depart; 

And  drooping,  lifeless  nature  seems 
An  emblem  of  my  heart. 

3  My  heart,  where  mental  winter  reigns 
In  night's  dark  mantle  clad; 

Confin'd  in  cold  inactive  chains-— 
How  desolate  and  sad! 


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Select.  HYMN  212,  215. 

— 4   Return,  O  blissful  Sun,  and  bring 
Thy  soul  reviving  raj ; 

This  mental  winter  shall  be  spring, 
This  darkness  cheerful  day. 

o  5  O  happy  state — divine  abode, 
Where  spring  eternal  n 
And  perfect  day,  the  smile  of  God, 
Fills  all  the  heavenly  plains, 
g  6  Great  Source  of  light,  thy  beams  display, 
My  drooping  joys  restore; 
And  guide  me  to  the  seats  of  day, 
Where  winters  frown  no  more. 

HYMN    212.     C.    M.     Canterbury,     [b*] 
Swiftness  oj  Time.     JVfew    1'ear . 
1  "REMARK,  my  soul,  the  narrow  bound, 
XI  Of  the  revolving  year; 
o  How  swift  the  weeks  complete  their  round! 

Haw  short  the  months  appear, 
d  2  So  fast  eternity  comes  on — 
And  that  important  day, 
When  all  that  mortal  life  hath  done, 
God's  judgment  shall  survey. 
e  3  Yet,  like  an  idle  tale   we  pass 
The  swift  revolving  year; 
And  study  artful  ways  t'  increase 
The  speed  of  its  career. 
— 4  Waken,  O  God,  my  careless  heart, 
Its  great  concerns  to  ste; 
That  1  may  act  the  Christian  part, 
And  give  the  year  to  thee, 
o  5  So  shall  their  course  more  grateful  roll, 
If  future  years  ..rise; 

rOr  this  shall  bear  my  waiting  soul 
To  joy  beyond  the  sk  Doddridge. 

HYMN   213.     L.  M.     Cartle   Street.     [•] 

Help  obtained  of    Cod-     JWw  Tear, 
1    riRKAT  God,  we  sing  that  mighty  hand, 

V*  By  which  supported  still  we  stand' 
The  opening  year  thy  mere)  shews; 
Let  mercy  crown  it  till  it  close. 
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138  HYMN    214.  Select 

o  2  By  day,  by  night,  at  home,  abroad, 

Still  we  are  guarded  by  our  God; 

By  his  incessant  bounty  fed, 

By  his  unerring  counsel  led. 
— 3  With  grateful  hearts  the  past  we  own; 

The  future — all  to  us  unknown, 

We  to  thy  guardian  care  commit, 

And  peaceful  leave  before  thy  feet. 

4  In  scenes  exalted  or  depress'd, 

Be  thou  our  joy,  and  thou  our  rest; 

Thy  goodness  all  our  hopes  shall  raise, 

Ador'd  through  all  our  changing  days. 
e  5  When  death  shall  interrupt  our  songs, 

And  seal  in  silence  mortal  tongues, 
g  Our  Helfier,  God,  in  whom  we  trust, 

In  better  worlds  our  souls  shall  boast. 

Rippon's  Col 

HYx\IN  214.     10  Sell.      Walworth.     [*] 
Goodness  of  God.    New  Year. 
1     TJOUSE  of  our  God,  with  cheerful  anthems  ring, 
fcX  While  all  our  lips  and  hearts  his  graces  sing: 
The  opening  year  his  graces  shall  proclaim, 
And  all  its  days  be  vocal  with  his  name; 
The  Lord  is  good — .his  mercy  never  ending; 
His  blessings  in  perpetual  showers  descending. 

2  The  heaven  of  heavens  he  with  his  bounty  fills: 
Ye  seraphs  bright,  on  ever  blooming  hills, 
His  honours  sound;  you  to  whom  good  alone, 
Unmingled,  ever-growing,  has  been  known: 

Through  your  immortal  life,  with  love  increasing, 
Proclaim  your  Maker's  goodness — never  ceasing. 

3  Thou  earth,  enligiuen'd  by  his  rays  divine, 
Pregnant  with  grass,  and  coin,  and  oil  and  wine, 
Crown 'd  with  his  goodness  Jet  thy  nations  meet^d 
And  lay  their  crowns  at  his  paternal  feet; 

With  grateful  love  that  lib'ral  hand  confessing, 
Which  through  each  heart  diffuses  ev'ry  blessing, 

e      4  Zion,  enrich'd  with  nis  distinguish'd  grace, 
Blest  widi  the  rays  of  thine  Emmanuil's  face — 
Z  on,  Jehovah's  portion  and  delight, 
Grav'n  on  his  hands,  and  hourly  in  his  sight, 

o  In  sacred  strain©,  exalt  that  ^race  excelling, 
Which  makes  thy  humble  hill  his  chosen  dwelling. 


Select,  HYMN  215,  216.  159 

—    5  His  mercy  never  ends — the  dawn,  the  shade 
Still  wtt  nfu  beauties  through  new  scenes displajM; 
Succeeding  ag<  s  bless  ihi^  sure  abode, 
And  children  lean  upon  then-  father's  God. 
c  The  deathless  soul  through  its  immense  duration., 

Drinks  from  this  source  immortal  consolation, 
s       6  Burst  into  praise,  my  soul,  all  nature  join; 

Angels  and  men,  in  harmony  combine: 
e       While  human  years  are  measured  by  the  sun, 
And  while  Eternity  its  course  shall  run — 
g  His  goodness,  in  perpetual  showers  descending, 
Exalt  in  songs  and  raptures  never  ending. 

Doddridge. 

HYMN  215.     CM.     Sunday.     [*] 
Close  of  the  Year. 

1     4  WAKE,  ye  saints,  and  raise  your  eyes, 

J\.  And  raise  your  voices  high; 
o  Awake  and  praise  that  sovereign  love, 

That  shews  salvation  nigh. 
— 2  On  all  the  wings  of  time  it  flies, 

Each  moment  brings  it  near; 
o  Then  welcome,  each  declining  day! 

Welcome,  each  closing  year! 

— 3  Not  many  years  their  rounds  shall  run, 

Nor  many  mornings  ri.se; 
Ere  all  its  glories  stand  reveal'd, 

To  our  admiring  eyes, 
o  4  Ye  wheels  of  nature,  speed  your  course, 
e      Ye  mortal  pow'rs  decay; 
— Fast  as  ye  bring  the  night  of  death, 
o       Ye  bring  eternal  day.  Doddridgf. 

HYMN  216.    L.   M.     Carthage,    [b] 

Import  anct  of  Time, 

c  1   i\  TIME,  how  few  thy  value  weigh: 

vJ  I  u  ill  estimate  a  day! 

e   D  ivs,  m  ntha,  and  years,  are  roiling  o:\, 
a  The  soul  neglected — and  undone. 
— 2  In  painful  cares,  or  empty  joys, 
r  life  its  precious  hours  destroy 
Whilst  death  stands  watching  at  our  side, 
Eager  to  stop  the  Using  tide. 


140  HYMN  217. Select. 

e  3  Was  it  for  this,  ye  mortal  race, 

Your  Maker  gave  you  here  a  place? 

Was  it  for  this  his  thoughts  design'd 

The  frame  of  your  immortal  mind** 
d  4  For  nobler  cares,  for  joys  sublime, 

He  fash  ion  \l  all  the  sons  of  time; 

Pilgrims  on  earth;  but  soon  to  be — 

The  heirs  of  immortality. 
— 5  This  season  of  your  being,  know, 

Is  given  to  you  your  seevis  to  sow; 

Wisdom's  and  folly's  differing  grain, 

In  future  worlds,  is  bliss,  and  pain, 
c  6  Then  let  me  every  day  review, 

Idle  or  busy,  search  it  through; 
—And  whilst  probation's  minutes  last, 

Let  ev'ry  day  amend  the  past.  Sco 

HYMN  217.    C.    P.  M.    Pilgrim,     [b] 
Serious  prospect  of  Eternity. 
e  1  T  O!  on  a  narrow  neck  of  land, 

JLJ  'Twixt  two  unbounded  seas  I  stand— 
p      Yet  how  insensible! 
—A  point  of  time — a  moment's  space— . 
o      Removes  me  to  yon  heavenly  place, 
c       Or— shuts  me  up  in  hell! 
— 2  O  God,  my  inmost  soul  convert, 
And  deeply  in  my  thoughtless  heart, 

Eternal  things  impress; 
Give  me  to  feel  their  solemn  weight, 
And  save  me,  ere  it  be  too  late— 
•      Wake  me  to  righteousness. 
— 3  Before  me  place,  in  bright  array, 
The  pomp  of  that tremend-  us  cay: 

When  then  with  clouds  shalt  come, 
To  judge  the  nations  at  thy  bar; — 
t  And  tell  me,  Lord,  shall  I  be  there, 

To  meet  a  joyful  doom? 
— 4  Be  this  my  one  great  business  here, 
With  holy  trembling,  holy  fear, 

To  make  my  calling  sure! 
Thine  utmost  counsel  to  fulfil. 
And  suffer  ail  thy  righteous  will 
And  to  the  end  endu/e! 


Select  HYMN  218,  219. Ul 

»)  5  Then, Saviour,  then  my  soul  receive, 
Transported  from  this  vale,  to  Lite, 
And  reign  with  thee  above; 
g  Where  faith  is  sweetly  lost  in  sight, 

An  1  hope,  in  full,  supreme  delight. 
And  e  erlastingl  Rippon's  Col. 

HYMN    218.     8    £c  7.     Sicilian.     [*] 
Eternity  joujully  anticipated. 

1  TN  this  world  of  sin  and  sorrow, 

A  Compass'd  round  with  many  a  care, 
From  eternity  we  borrow 

Hope  that  can  exclude  despair. 

2  Thee,  triumphant  God  and  Saviour, 
In  the  glass  of  faith  we  seci 

0  assist  each  faint  endeavour! 
Raise  our  earth-born  souls  to  thee. 

e  3  Place  that  awful  scene  before  us, 

Of  the  last  tremendous  day, — 
— When  to  life  thou  wilt  restore  us: 
o       Lingering  ages  haste  away. 
4  When  this  vile  and  sinful  nature 

lncorruption  shall  put  on: 
— Life  renewing,  glorious  Saviour, 

Let  thy  glorious  will  be  done.  Madan's  Col. 

HYMN  219.    C.  M.    Plymouth,     [b] 

Old  Age  approaching. 

1  plTERNAL  God,  cnthron'don  high'' 
M.J     Whom  angel  hosts  adoi 

Who  yet  to  suppliant  dust  art  nigh, 
Thy  presence  I  implore. 

2  O  guide  me  down  the  steep  of  age, 
And  keep  my  passions  C 

Teach  me  to  scan  the  sacred  page, 
And  practise  every  rule. 

3  My  living  years  time  urges  on, 
What's  human  must  dec 

e   My  friends,  my  young  companions  gone — 

Can  I  expect  to  s: 
f  4  Can  1  exemption  plead,  when  death 

Project!  his  awful  dart? 


142 HYMN    220,    £21.  Select. 

Can  med'cines  then  prolong  my  breath, 
Or  virtue  shield  my  heart? 
— 5  Ah,  no! — then  smooth  the  mortal  hour; 
On  thee  my  hope  depends: 
Support  me  with  almighty  pow'r, 
While  dust  to  dust  descends. 
o  6  Then  shall  my  soul,  O  gracious  God! 
(While  angels  join  the  lay,) 
Admitted  to  the  bless'd  abode, 
Its  endless  anthems  pay: — 
o  7  Through  heav'n,  howe'er  remote  the  bound, 

Thy  matchless  love  proclaim; 
g  And  join  the  choir  of  saints,  who  sound 

Their  great  Redeemer's  name.  Rippon's  Col. 

HYMN  220.     C.  M.    Bisho/isgate.     [b] 
Warning  to  prepare  for   Death. 
1     TTAIN  man,  thy  fond  pursuits  forbear— 

f       Repent! — thy  end  is  nigh! 
Death  at  the  farthest,  can't  be  far, 
Oh,  think^before  thou  die! 

2  Reflect — thou  hast  a  soul  to  save: 
Thy  sins — how  high  they  mount! 

What  are  thy  hopes  beyond  the  grave? 
How  stands  that  dread  account? 

3  Death  enters — and  there's  no  defence: 
His  time,  there's  none  can  tell: 

He'll  in  a  moment  call  thee  hence,* 

To  heaven — or  to  hell! 
N4  Thy  flesh,  perhaps  thy  chiefest  care, 

Shall  crawling  worms  consume; 
But,  ah!  destruction  stops  not  there — i 

Sin  kills  beyond  the  tomb. 

5  To-day  the  gospel  calls; — to  day, 

Sinners,  it  speaks  to  you: 
Let  ev'ry  one  forsake  his  way, 

And  mercy  will  ensue.  Hart. 

HYMN  221.    C.  M.     Windsor,     [b] 
Death  and  Judgment  appointed  to  Jill.      Heb.  ix,  2f. 
1   OEAV'N  has  confirm'd  the  dread  decree, 
XX    That  Adam's  race  must  die: 


Select.  HYMN    222,  223,  N. 

One  gen'ral  ru  them  dowo — 

And  low  in  dust  the 

2  Ye  li\  ing  mt  ii,  th< 

Where  y«  u  must  shortly  dv 
e  Hark!  bo*  the  awful  summons  sounds, 
In  ejf'ry  fun'ral  knell! 

3  Once  you  must  die — and  once  for  all; 
The  solemn  purport  weigh: 

For  know — that  heav'n  or  hell  are  Lung, 
On  that  important  day! 

4  Those  eyes,  so  long  in  darkness  vcil'd, 
Must  wake  the  Judge  to  see; 

And  ev'ry  word — and  ev'ry  thought — 

Muit  pais  his  scrutiny. 
— 5  O  may  I  in  the  Judge  behold 

My  Saviodr  and  my  Friend; 
o  And,  far  beyond  the  reach  of  death, 

With  all  "his  saints  ascend.  Uoddridgj  . 

HYMN  222.     L.  M.     Islington.     [*] 

Desiring  to  depart  and  be  with  Christ.     Pbil.  i,  2.5. 

1  -wxrlllLE  on  the  verge  of  lire  I  stand, 
?t       And  view  the  scenes  on  either  hand, 

My  spirit  struggles  with  my  clay; 

And  longs  to  wing  its  flig  it  away, 
o  2  Come,  ye  angelic  guardians,  come, 

And  lead  the  willing  pilgrim  home; 
— Ye  know  the  way  to  Jesus'  throne, 

Source  of  my  joys  and  of  your  own. 
e  3  The  blissful  interview,  how  sweet, 

To  fall  transported  at  his  feet; 
o  Rais'd  in  his  arms  to  \iew  his  face, 

Through  the  full  beamings  of  his  grace. 
— 4  Yet,  with  these  prospects  full  in  sight, 

HI  wait  thy  signal  for  my  flight; 
,  while  thy  service  I  pursue, 

I  rind  my  heaven  begun  below.       D^dridcf. 

hVmn  223!  c.  m.   .v.  /'cz.v.v    [b*]^ 

'jmed:    He;  ;  r.ted. 

l     A  ND  letth  tx  dy  tail, 

l\-  And  let  it  hint  and  die; 
My  soal  shall  quit  the  mournful  vail, 
fcnd  soar  to  worlds-,  on  high: — 


244  HYMN    224.  Selecf. 

2  Shall  join  the  disembodied  saints, 
And  find  its  long  sought  rest, 

(That  only  bliss  for  which  it  pants,) 
In  the  Redeemer's  breast. 
o  3  In  hope  of  that  immortal  crown, 
I  now  the  cross  sustain; 
And  gladly  wander  up  and  down, 

And  smile  at  toil  and  pain. 
4  I  suffer  on  my  threescore  years, 

Till  my  Deliv'rer  come; 
And  wipe  away  his  servant's  tears, 
v    And  take  his  exile  home. 
C,  5  O,  what  hath  Jesus  bought  for  me' 
Before  my  ravish'd  eyes, 
Rivers  of  life  divine  I  see, 
And  trees  of  Paradise. 
o  6  I  s^e  a  world  of  spirits  bright, 
Who  taste  the  pleasures  there; 
o  They  all  are  rob'd  in  spotless  white, 
And  conquering  palms  they  bear. 
. — 7  O  what  are  all  my  suff'rings  here, 
If,  Lord,  thou  count  me  meet, 
With  that  enraptur'd  host  t'  appear, 

And  worship  at  thy  feet! 
8  Give  joy  or  grief,  give  ease  or  pain, 

Take  life  and  friends  away; 
But  let  me  find  them  all  again, 
In  that  eternal  day. 

HYMN  224.     L.  M.     Carthage,     [b*] 
Death  of  the  Sinner  and  Saint. 
\  X¥THAT  scenes  of  horrour  and  of  dread — 

11     Await  the  sinner's  dying  bed! 
Death's  terrours  all  appear  in  sight, 
Presages  of  eternal  night! 
e  2  His  sins  in  dreadful  order  rise, 
And  fill  his  soul  with  sad  surprise; 
Mount  Sinai's  thunders  stun  his  ears, 
And  not  one  ray  of  hope  appears. 

3  Tormenting  pangs  distract  his  breast; 
Where'er  he  turns  he  finds  no  rest: 

o  Death  strikes  the  blow — he  groans  and  cries — 
And  in  despair  and  horrour— dies. 


Select.  HYMN    225,  2:26.  U5 

— i  Not  so  the  heir  of  Heav'nly  blia  : 
His  soul  is  till'd  with  conscious  peace; 
A  steady  faith  subdues  his  fear; 
He  sees  the  happy  Canaan  near. 

b  5  His  roind  is  tranquil  and  serene, 
No  terruurs  in  his  looks  are  seen; 
His  Saviour's  smile  dispels  the  gloom, 
And  smooths  his  passage  to  the  tomb. 

— 6  Lord  make  my  faith  and  love  sincere, 
My  judgment  sound,  my  conscience  clear; 
Aud  when  the  toils  of  life  are  past, 
M  \y  I  be  found  In  peace  at  last.     Fawcett. 

HYMN   225.     C.  M.     &'.  sJnn's.     [*] 
Jnfunts,  living  or  dying  in  the  Arms  of  Christ. 
1  fllHY  life  I  read,  my  dearest  Lord, 
X    With  transport  all  divine; 
'riling  image  trace  in  ev'ry  word, 

Thy  love  in  ev'ry  Line. 
2  With  joy  I  see  a  thousand  charms, 

Spread  o'er  thy  lovely  face; 
While  infants  in  thy  tender  arms, 
Receive  the  smiling  grace, 
d  3  "I  take  these  little  lambs/'  said  he, 
"And  lay  them  in  my  breast; 
"Protection  they  shall  find  in  me— 
44 In  me  be  ever  blest. 

4  "Death  may  the  bands  of  life  unloose, 
"B^t  can't  dissolve  my  love; 

4iMillions  of  infant  souls  compose 
"The  family  above, 

5  "Their  feeble  frames  my  powor  shall  rais* 
"And  mouLd  with  heav'uly  skill: 

"I'll  give  toejri  tongues  to  sina  my  praise, 
"And  hands  to  do  my  wilL" 
o  6  His  words,  ye  happy  parents,  hear, 

And  shout,  with  joys  divine, 
d  Dear  Saviour,  all  we  tare  and  are. 

Shall  be  forever  thine.  Stennett. 

HYMN  220.     C.  M.     Canterbury,     [b*] 
On  the  Death  of  Children.    Isa.  iv,  5. 
1  "V^  mourning  saints,  whose  streamjjig;  teau 
X    Flow  o'er  your  children  dead. 
J3 


146  HYMN  227. Select. 

Say  not  in  transports  of  despair, 

That  all  your  hopes  are  fled. 
2  While  cleaving  to  that  darling  dust, 

In  fond  distress  ye  lie; 
Rise,  and  with  joy,  and  reverence,  view, 
A  heavenly  Parent  nigh. 
e  3  Tho\  your  young  branches  torn  away, 

Like  wither  4  trunks  ye  stand; 
o  With  fairer  verdure  shall  ye  bloom, 
Touch'd  by  the  Almighty's  hand. 
d  4  'Til  give  the  mourner,"  saith  the  Lord, 
"In  my  own  house  a  place: 
"No  name  of  daughters  and  of  sons, 

"Could  yield  so  high  a  grace. 
5  "Transient  and  vain  is  every  hop^ 

"A  rising  race  can  give; 
"In  endless  honour  arid  delight, 
"My  children  all  shall  live." 
—6  We  welcome,  Lord,  those  rising  teal's, 

Thro'  which  thy  face  we  see; 
o  And  bless  those  wounds  which,  thro'  our  hearts, 
Prepare  a  way  to  thee.  Doddridge. 

HYMN  227.     C.  M.    Isle  of  Wight.    [*] 
Death  of  a  Young"  Person. 

1  \17fiEN  blooming  youth  is  snatch'd  away, 

▼  r      By  death's  resistless  hand, 
Our  hearts  the  mournful  tribute  pay, 
Which  pity  must  demand. 

2  While  pity  prompts  the  rising  sigh, 
O  may  this  truth,  imprest 

e  With  awful  power — I  too  must  die — . 

Sink  deep  in  every  breast. 
e  3  Let  this  vain  world  engage  no  more. 

Behold  the  gaping  tomb! 
—It  bids  us  seize  the  present  hour! 

Tomorrow  death  may  come. 
4  The  voice  of  this  alarming  scene 

May  every  heart  obey; 
Nor  be  the  heavenly  warning  vain, 

Which  calls  to  watch  and  pray. 


Select  HYMN  ^2S,  gai).  147 

us  fly,  to  J'  sua 
Whose  powerful  arm  can  s.r 
Then  shall  our  hopes  ascend  on  high, 
A-i  I  triumph  o'er  the  grave. 
—6  Great  G    1,  thy  sovereign  grace  impart, 
With  cleansing,  totaling  power; 
This  only  can  prepare  the  heart 

For  de  ith's  sui  prising  hour.  Steflf.. 

I  i  C.  M.    Zion.     [*] 

Death  of  Pious  Friends.     1   Tliess.  iv,   13,  14. 

1  r|lAK  stians,whenyouririends. 

1-   1 1  J  s'ls  f^ll  asleep; 
Their  better  being  never  ends; 
Then  why  d<  ep? 

2  Why  inconsolable,  as  those 
To  whom  no  hope  is  given? 

Death  is  the  messenger  of  peace, 
And  calls  the  soul  to  heaven. 

3  As  Jesus  died,  and  rose  again, 
\  ictorious  from  the  dead; 

o  So  his  disciples  rise  and  reign. 

With  their  triumphant  head. 
e  4  The  time  draws  nigh,  when  from  the  cloudc 

Christ  shall  with  shouts  descend; 
g  And  the  last  trumpet's  awful  voice 

The  heavens  and  earth  shall  rend. 
— 5  Then  they  who  live  shall  changed  be, 

Ynl  they  who  sleep  shall  wake; 
o  The  graves,  shall  yield  their  ancient  charge; 

And  earth's  foundation  shake, 
o  6  The  saints  of  God,  from  death  set  free, 

With  joy  shall  mount  on  high; 
— The  heavenly  hosts,  with  praises  loud, 
ill  meet  them  in  the  - 
7  A  few  short  years  of  evil  past, 

We  reach  the  happy  sh 
o  Where  death -divided  friends,  at  last, 

Shall  meet  to  part  no  more.       Scotch  Pat?. 

"     i :  .).    c  M.    .S".  /-w.?.    [5*] 

The    Christian's    Far. 

1  ^lH?'  ».  II, 

JL    With  ail  your  feeble  light; 
Farewell,  thou  ever-changing  moon, 
Pale  empress  of  the  night. 


g 


148  HYMN  230.  Select 

2  And  thou,  refulgent  orb  of  day, 
Iii  brighter  flames  array'd; 

My  soul,  »hat  springs  beyond  thy  sphere; 
No  more  demands  thy  aid. 

3  Ye  stars  are  but  the  shining  dust 
Of  my  divine  abode; 

Tie  pave  me  u  of  tiio^e  heavenly  courts, 

VV  licre  I  shall  see  my  God. 
o  4  The  fattier  of  eternal  light 

Shall  there  his  beams  display; 
Nor  shall  one  moment's  darkness  mix, 

With  that  unvaried  day. 

5  No  more  the  drops  of  piercing  grief, 
Shall  swell  into  ray  eyes; 

Nor  the  meridian  sun  decline, 
Amidst  those  brighter  skies. 

6  There  all  the  millions  of  his  saints 
Shall  in  one  song  unite; 

And  each  the  bliss  of  all  shall  view, 

With  infinite  delight.  Doddridge. 

HYMN  230.     8s.     Consolation,     [*] 
Death  Gain  to  a  Believer. 

1  TfOW  blest  is  our  friend — now  bereft 
JjL  Of  all  that  could  burden  his  mind! 

How  easy  his  soul — that  has  left 
This  wearisome  body  behind? 
Oi  evil  incapable  thou, 
Whose  relics  with  envy  I  see; 
No  longer  in  misery  now — 
No  longer  a  sinner  like  me. 

2  This  earth  is  affected  no  more 
With  sickaess,  or  shaken  with  pain; 
The  war  with  the  members  is  o'er, 
And  never  shall  v.  x  him  again. 

No  anger  henceforward,  nor  shame, 
Shall  redden  his  innocent  clay; 
Extinct  is  the  animal  flame, 
Ard  passion  is  vanish'd  away, 

3  Tt&s  languishing  head  is  at  rest, 
Its  thinking  and  aching  are  o'er; 
This  quiet  immoveable  breast, 

Is  heav'd  by  affliction  no  more. 


Select.  HYMN    231, g32.  M» 

This  heart  is  no  longer  the  im  at 
Of  tremble  and  torturing  pain; 
It  ceases  to  Butler  and  beat — 

It  never  shall  flutter  again. 

4  The  lids  he  so  seld  >m  could  close. 
By  sorrow  forbidden  to  sleep, 
Sealed  up  in  eternal  repose, 

Have  strangely  forgotten  to  weep. 
The  fountains  can  yield  no  supplies, 
These  hollows  from  water  are  fn 
The  tears  are  all  wip'd  from  these  eyes, 
And  evil  they  never  shall  see. 

5  To  mourn  and  to  suffer  is  mine, 
While  bound  in  a  prison  I  breathe; 
And  still  for  deliverance  pine, 
And  press  to  the  issues  of  death. 
What  now  with  my  tears  I  bedew, 
Oh,  shall  I  not  ere  long  become, 
My  spirit  created  anew  — 

My  body  consignM  to  Hie  tomb!  Whitefikld 

HYMN  ^,1.     L.  M.     Sicilian,  [b*] 
,  /  Funeral  Ifunn. 

1  TTNVEIL  thy  bosom,  faithful  tomb, 

KJ   Take  this  new  treasure  to  ihy  trust; 
And  give  these  sacred  relic  s  room, 
To  seek  a  slumber  in  the  dust. 

2  Nor  par,  nor  v-rief,  nor  anxious  fear 
Invade  thy  bounds      No  mortal  woes 
Can  reach  the  peaceful  sleeper  here. 
While  angels  watch  the  soft  repose. 

So  Jesus  slept; — God's  d\  ing  Son 
)'  tss'd  thro'  the  grave,  and  blest  the  bed; 
Rest  here,  bVst  saint,  till  from  his  throne 
The  mo i  k,  and  pierce  the  shade. 

o  4  Break  from  his  throne,  illustrious  morn; 
Attend,  O  earth!  his  sov 'reign  word; 

o  Restore  thy  trust — a  glorii  us  form  — 
Call'd  to  ascend  and  m  .or  !.      \\ 

HYMN         .     (     '  ay.     [*] 

l'l,c  H  .  urrection.     l  Cor.  \  i , 
1    \\[1  J 1  «N  tne  last  trumpet's  aw  Ful  *  oice 
t  ▼     To  is  rending  earth  shall  s>li  :kc — 
•13 


1 5 0  HYMN  233, Select. 

When  op'ning  graves  shall  yield  their  charge, 

And  dust  to  life  awake;  — 
o  2  Those  bodies,  that  corrupted  fell 

Shall  incorrupted  rise; 
And  mortal  forms  shall  spring  to  life, 

Immortal  in  the  skies. 
— 3  Behold,  what  heav'nly  prophets  sung, 

Is  now  at  last  fultiii'd — 
o  That  death  should  yield  his  ancient  reign, 

And,  vanquish'd  quit  the  field. 
o  4  Let.  faith  exalt  her  joyful  voice, 

And  thus  begin  to  sing: 
A  "Oh  grave!  where  is  thy  triumph  now? 

And  where,  O  Death!  thy  sting! 

5  "Thy  sting  was  sin,  and  conscious  guilty 
'Twas  this  thatarm'd  thy  dart; 

The  law  gave  sin  its  strength,  and  force, 
To  pierce  the  sinner's  heart. 

6  "But  God,  whose  name  be  ever  blest! 
Disarms  that  foe  we  dread; 

And  makes  us  conqu'rors,  when  we  die, 

Through  Christ  our  living  head." 
— 7  Then  stedfast  let  us  still  remain, 

Though  dangers  rise  arround; 
And  in  the  work  prescrib'd  by  God, 

Yet  more  and  more  abound, 
o  8  Assur'd,  that  though  we  labour  now, 

We  labour  not  in  vain; 
But  thro'  the  grace  of  heav'ns  great  Lord, 

The  eternal  crown  shall  gain.    Scotch  Par. 

HYMN    233.     C.    M.     Arundel.     [*] 
The  Last  Tempest. 
e  1  "\1THEN  wild  confusion  wrecks  the  air, 
▼  ▼     And  tempests  rend  the  skies; 
Whilst  blended  ruin,  clouds  and  fire 
In  harsh  disorder  rise; — 
o  2  Safe  in  my  Saviour's  love  I'll  stand, 

And  strike  a  tuneful  song; 
e  My  harp  all  trembling  in  my  hand, 
o      And  all  inspired  my  tongue. 


t  HYMN  2S4.  151 

d  3  I'll  shout  aloud,  "Ye  thunders>roll, 

•   -  ■  i  ice,  from  pole  to  pole, 

"In  angry  murmuva  tw. 
■  !,et  the  earth  totter  on  her  base, 
41  And  clouds  the  heavens  deform; 
"Blow,  all  ye  winds,  from  every  placa, 
"And  rush  the  final  stoi 
— 5  Come  quicklv,  blessed  Hope,  appear — 
P>id  thy  swift  chariot  fly; 
Lei  .  thy  coming  near, 

And  snatch  me  to  the  sky. 
o  6  Around  thy  wheels,  in  the  glad  throng, 

I'd  bear  a  joyful  part; 
g  All  hallelujah  on  my  tongue — 

All  rapture  in  my  heart.  Btles 

HYMN  234,     8,  7,    &    4.     Littleton,     [*'] 
Christ  coming  to  Judgment. 
1   T  O,  he  comes — the  King  of  glory! 
Xj  With  his  ch  -  to  reign; 

Countless  hosts  of  saints  and  angels 
Swell  the  mighty  conqueror's  train; 

Now  in  triumph, 
Sin  and  death  are  captive  led. 
g  2  See  the  rooks  and  mountains  rending — • 

All  the  unions  filFd  with  dread! 
e  Hark!  the  trump  of  God — proclaiming 
Through  the  mansions  of  the  dead-r- 
d  "Come  to  judgment — 

Stand  before  the  Son  of  Man!" 
— 3  Now  behold  the  dead  awaking; 

Great  and  small  before  him  stand; 
Not  one  >t,  or  missing; 

his  orders  countermand; 
All  stand  waiting — 

\  e  doom! 
—4  Hear  the  Chief  among  ten  thousand 

Thus  addr  *s^  his  faithful  few; 
d  "C  me  ye  blessed  of  my  Father, 
vc-ii  is  prepared  for  \  u; 
"I  :.kcd- 

"And  v  j  minister'd  io  me/' 
*13* 


153  HYMN  Q.55.  Select. 

e  5  But  how  a  wf  ul  is  the  sentence, 
d        "Go  from  me,  ye  cursed  race — 
"To  that  place  of  endless  toi  meut, 

Never  more  to  see  my -face: 

4tI  was  hungry — I  v.  as  thirsty — I  was  naked- 
"Ye  to  me  no  mercy  staew'd." 
—6  Now  awake  ye  slumbering  virgins, 

Tiim  your  lamps;  the  bridegroom's  near. 
Let  your  loins  with  truth  be  girded, 
Signs  proclaim,  he'll  soon  appear: 

Mark!  tne  fig-tree,  ^H 

Bu  Lding,  shows  Uie  summer's  near. 
e  7  Jesus,  save  a  trembling  sinner, 

W'iiile  thy  wrath  o'er  smners  roll; 
In  this  general  wreck  of"  nature, 
Be  the  refuge  of  mv  soul: 
d  Jesus,  Bare  me!  Jesus,  save  me!  when  the  light'niugs. 

Blaze' around  from  ,  ole  to  pole. 

HYMN  235.    8,  7,  &  4.    Helmaley.     [>*] 
The  Day  of  Judgment. 
e  1  TTV\Y  of  judgment,  day  of  wonders! 
d       jlj  Hark!  the  trumpet's  awful  sound, 
Louder  than  a  thou  and  thunders, 
Shakes  the  vast  creation  round! 
e  How  tne  summons 

Will  the  sinner's  heart  confound! 
g  2  See  the  Judge  our  nature  wearing, 

Cloth'd  in  majesty  divine! 
—You  who  long  for  nis  appearing, 
d        Then  shall  say,  "This  God  is  mine." 
e  Gracious  Saviour, 

Own  me  in  that  day  for  thine! 
o  3  At  his  call,  the  dead  awaken, 
Rise  to  life  from  earth  and  sea, 
All  the  powers  of  nature,  shaken 
By  his  looks  prepare  to  flee: 
p  Careless  sinner,  ^ 

What  will  then  become  of  thee? 
e  4  Horrors  past  imagination, 

Will  surprise  your  trembling  heart, 
When  you  hear  your  condemnation, 
d      "Hence,  accursed  wretch,  depart! 


Select.  HYMN 


11  ftiou  w  ith  batan 
And  his  angels,  have  thy  part!" 

5  But  to  those  who  hai  i 

i  \i  the  L  -ra  b»  low; 
d  He  ''.  J  e  blessed-*- 

44Sl-    the  kingdom  1  bestow: 

"You  t"  re  ur 
••Shall  my  1  ive  and  glory  know." 
— 6  Under  sorrows  and  reproaches, 

thought  our  courage  raise: 
iftly  Go<rs  great  day  approaches — 
Sighs  shall  then  be  changed  tu  praise: 
o  We  shall  triumph — 

g      When  the  world  is  in  ablaze!  Newtox. 

HYMN     236.     C.  M.       Mitrham.     [*] 
Ti  OxuM.    A  General  Hymn  of  Praise, 

1    £X  GOD,  we  praise  thee,  and  confess, 

\J  That  thou  the  only  Lord, 
And  everlasting  Father  art, 

bv  all  on  earth  ador'd. 
S  To  thee  all  an]  els  cry  aloud; 

To  thee  the  powers  on  high, 
Both  cherubim,  and  seraphim, 

Continually  do  cry,— 

3  "Holy,  holy,  holy  Lord, 
Whom  1  osts  obey; 

■•The  world  is  with  the  glory  fill'd 
•*Of  thy  majestic  sway," 

4  The  apostle's  glorious  company, 
And  prophets  crown'd  with  light, 

With  alij:he  martyrs  noble  host, 
Thy  constant  pi  aise  1 1  cite. 

5  The  holy  church,  throughout  the  world, 
O  Lord,  d  nee; 

That  thou  r  art, 

Of  boun  jty. 

6  Thy  honoured,  true,  and  only  Son, 

Of  n  0  Christ* 

Fa  : 


HYMN  237.  Sclecfi 

HYMN  237.    8s,    Drummond.     [*] 

0MT    Go  J  forever   and  ever, 

1  fjTIIS  God  is  •  le  God  v*e  adore, 

1-   Our  faithful  unchangeable  Frifxd; 
Whose  love  is  as  large  as  his  power, 
And  neither  knows  measure  nor  end. 

2  ' Tis  Jesus  the  First  and  the  Last, 

;uide  us  sa 
W  11  pr  lise  him  for  all  that  is  past, 
And  trust  him  i'^v  all  that's  to  come. 


MPilONS. 
f  . 
1    4^1  LORY  to  the  Father's  name; 

vX  Jesus'  excellence  proclaim; 
Sing  the  blessed  Spirit's  praise; 
Angels,  s  veil  the  notes  we  raise! 
— 

8 TNG  we  to  our  God  above, 
.    Praise  eternal  as  his  love; 
Praise  him  all  ye  heavenly  host. 

Praise  Father,  Si  o,  an  1  II  ;ly  Ghost. 
-,  —  i 

FATHER.  Son  and  Holy  Ghost 
One  in  Three,  and  Three  in  One, 
As  by  the  celestial  1 
Let  thy  will  on  earth  be  done: 
Praise  by  all  to  thee  be  given 
Glorious  Lord  of  earth  and  heaven. 

'  ~8T7&  4. 

GLORY  be  to  God  the  "Father, 
Glory  to  t\\^  eternal  Son; 
Sound  aloud  tlie  Spirit's  praises; 
Join  the  elders  round  the  throne; 
Hallelujah, 
Hail  the  glorious  Three  in  One. 

~  c7T\  m. 

TO  Father,  Son,  and  Holy  Ghost, 
Be  praise  amid  the  Heavenly  host, 
And  in  the  church  below; 
From  who'ii  all  creatures  draw  their  breath, 
By  whom  redemption  blesVd  the  earth, 
From  whom  ail  comforts  flow. 


Select.  ASCRIPTIONS.  155 

8   dc  7. 

C1LORY,  honour,  praise  and  power 
J  To  the  Lamb  be  ever  paid: 
Let  new  blessings  every  hour 

Rest  on  his  adored  head. 


B 


5    £c  6. 
V  annjels  in  heaven 
Of  every  degree. 
And  saints  upon  earth; 

All  praise  be  address'd 
To  God  in  Three  Persons, 

One  God  ever  bless'd: 
As  it  has  been,  now  is, 
And  always  shall  be. 


A  TABLE, 


TO   FIND   ANY    OF    THE    SELECT    HYMNS    BY 
THE  FIRST  LINE. 


Alas!  what  hourly 
All  hail  the  power 
Although  the  vine 
Aml'a  Soldier 
And  is  the  Gospel 
And  let  this  feeble 
And  m  ill  the  great 
Angels,  roll  the  rock 
A n.i  of  the  Lord, 
As  birds  their  infant 
AjUend,  my  soul, 
Aw. ike,  and  sing 
Awake,  my  soul, 
Awake,  ye  sa  »nts, 

Bestow,  dear  Lord, 
Blessed  air  the  sons 
Blest  be  the  tie 
11  low  ye  the  trumpet 
By  whom  was  David 

Come,  Holy  Spirit 
Co. tic,  humble  sinner, 
Come,  thou  Almighty 
Come,  condescending 
Come,  thou  Fount 
Come,  thou  long 
Come  tune,  \e  saints, 
Come,  ye  weary  souls, 

Day  of  Judgment, 

Dear  Jesus,  when, 
Dear  Lord,  and  sLall 
Descend  Holy  Sprit, 
Didst  thou,  dear  .Jesus, 
Pism  i«  us  with  thy 


H- 

H. 

59 

Encompass'd  with 

5.3 

26 

Eternal  God,  enthroird 

219 

95 

Eternal  Source 

140 

90 

Eternal  Wisdom, 

3 

14 

Exert  thy  pow'r, 

182 

223 

141 

Faith,  'lis  a  precious 

44 

24 

Father,  how  wide 

« 

181 

Father  of  all,  we  bow 

133 

178 

Father  of  men,  thy  care 

198 

5 

Father  of  mercies, 

145 

103 

Father  of  mercies,  send 
Fierce  passions 

190 

199 

73 

215 

From  whence  these 

18 

f65 

Glorious  things  of  thee 

177 

100 

Glory  to  God  on  high 

30 

195 

Glory  to  thee,  my  God, 

201 

1S3 

God  moves  in  a 

68 

75 

Glorious  Lord, 

107 

Grateful  notes 

10*. 

55 

Great  God,  now 

162 

39 

Great  God,  the  nations 

is; 

4 

107 

G'-e.<t  God,  we  sing 

213 

197 

Great  Lord  of  angels, 

143 

80 

Guide  me,  O  thou 

91 

154 

23 

Hail,  everlasting  Spring, 

175 

112 

Hail,  mighty  Jesus, 

115 

Hail,  the  day  that  saw 

22 

235 

Hai!,  thoa  once 

32 

57 

Mark,  hear  the  sound, 

118 

42 

Hark,  the  glad  sound, 

15 

55 

Hark  the  herald  angels 

3 

72 

Hark,  the  herald  angels 

21 

129 

Hark!  the  voice  of  love 

173 

J  MILL    <>|     FIRST    LINES. 


15: 


II. 

Heal  at,  Bmmaro 
Hear  •  bat  God  the  Lord  179 
Hear  what  the  Lord,         I    I 
Heav'n  has  eonfirnr'd        9 1 1 
He  <  1 1 <  *,  iht-  Friend  iJ<> 

He  fires,  the  great  .31 

Hire  at  thy  table,  Lord,  if'J 
He  v  ho  on  earth  as  man  150 
His  master  takt  n  from  1  is 
Honour  and  happiness  1  S 
House  of  our  God,  9  ft 

How  arc  thy  tei  van's  04 
How  blest  is  our  Friend  230 
How  helpless  guilty  34 

How  oft,  alas,  37 

Hon  shall  I  it iv  81 

How  rich  thy  bounty,  lid 
How  soft  the  words  104 

How  aweetlj  alony  207 

I  J«kM  the  Lord  56 

I  know  thru  my  S6 
Indulgent  .Sovereign 

In  sin  by    hlinded  41 

lospirer  and  hearer  202 

In  sweet  exalted  strains  1  i  I 

In  themselves  as  weak  13$ 

In  this  world  of  sin  218 

Israel,  in  anCM  Dt  days  7 

It  is  the  Lord,  71 

3  w  as  a  grov'fing  CI 

Jesus,  and  shall  it  eve>  be  50 
.i.  sus,  it  t!.v  command   #  B S 

,  full  of  all  1 13 

.  I  know  ,  has  died       S9 

<>|  m\    iquI 

,  i n\  Lord,  192 
Jesus,  th)  blood 

Mood  77 

I  fruit  oii 


Keej)  silence, 

■  I  in  Christ, 


IS 


L^f  m^  dwell  on  17  i 

Let  111  awake  our  joys  '27 

Lilt  up  your  heads  1 1 

listen,  ye  hills, 

Lo'  he   COO  234 


J! 

Look  down,  0  Lord,  1 1  * 

Look  np,  on  1  87 

I  ,o'  on  a  natron  neck  21  ? 

Lord  of  all  worlds,  I v> 
Lord  of  hi'.-, 

Lord,  send  thy  word,  l 

Lord,  v  e  (  ome  i><  Pore  l  2o 
Lord,  w  hal  our  cars 

Love  Divine,  all  love  127 

Manna  to  Israel  65 

Many  woes  had  Christ  17 
Mighty  (.o.l, 

M\  gracious  lvedeemer  101 

Mj  song  shall  lm  SS 

Now  hegin  the  heavenly  S3 

Now  for  a  hymn  152 

Now  let  our  drooping  149 

Now   may  fervent  1 66 

Now  may  the  God  131 

Now  may  the  Lord  209 
Now  the" shades 

0  charity,  thou  191 

O'er  mountain  tops  i.Sfi 

O,  for  a  closer  a  alk 

1.  we  praise  thee, 
0  li"J,  whose  47 

O    happy  day,  that  fix'd    151 
O,  bov  i  love  thy 

0  Lord,  my  best  §  70 

1  >  I .     ■'     ■   -•  languid 
O  my  soul  what  m< 

One  ;!.  S4 

On  man  in  his  ow  n  6 

On  thee  each  rooi 

On  wings  ol  faith 

O  righu  ous  0(  il,  l  19 

U  sighl  of  ..  i  • 

O  thai  i   \  load  of  sin 

< )  thou,  before  w  hose         1  . 7 

0    In    H 

i  iour  aloue  i1  2 

0  /ioi.,  atUictcd  with 

Perpetual  Source  ] 

LO  the  Lord 
Uaise,  tUOUgl  10* 


158 


TA.BLB    OF   FIRST   LINES. 


II. 

Rejoice,  the  Lord  is  King  28 

Religion  is  the  chief  ^205 

Remark,  my  soul,  212 

Rise,  my  soul,  98 

Rise,  O  my  soul,  45 

Safely  through  another  121 

Sue  Gabriel  swift  92 

See,  gracious  Lord,  1S6 

See  how  brown  autumn  210 

See  Israel's  gentle  161 

Shepherds  rejoice,  10 

Sin  enslav'd  me  40 

Since  Jesii3  freely  196 

Sing  ye  redeemed  176 

Sinner,  art  thou  still  109 

Sinners,  the  voice  110 

Sinners,  will  you  scorn  111 
So.i  of  God,  thy  blessing    87 

Stern  winter  throws  211 

Sweet  was  the  tinre  52 

Take  comfort,  223 

The  billows  swell,  83 

The  deluge,  at  th'  63 

The  Lord  mv  pasture  92 

The  Lord  of  Sabbath  123 

The  Lord  on  mortal  117 

The  message  first  156 

The  moment  a  sinner  43 

The  new-born  child  46 

The  peace  which  God  130 

There  is  a  God  1 
The  saints  should  never    74 

The  Saviour!   what  a  172 

The  Spirit  breathes  120 

This  is  the  feast  170 

Thou  dear  Redeemer,  96 

Thou  only  Sovereign  82 

Through  all  changing  79 
Thus  saith  the  Holy  Orue  158 

Thus  saith  the  Lord  155 
TKy  boun ties,  gracious     189 


H. 

Thy  life  I  read,  2*> 

'Tig  a  point  I  long  54 

'Tis  finish'd—  so  19 

To  praise  the  ever  208 

Unveil  thy  bosom,  231 

Vain  mau,  thy  fond  220 

Weary  of  struggling  38 

Welcome,  delightful  122 

What  jarring  nature  58 

What  scenes  of  horrour  294 

What  various  134 

What  venerable  sight  16 

When  Abraham  full  137 

Witen  all  thy  mercies,  78 

When  any  turn  49 

When  at  this  distance,  15 

When  blooming  youth  227 

When  I  view  my  16 9 

When  on  the  cross  171 

When,  streaming  204 
Wlicn  the  last  trumpet's  232 

When  verdure  clothes  206 

When  wild  confusion  233 

When  I  to  grief  11 6 

While  on  the  verge  222 

While  shepherds  9 

Whilst  thee  1  seek,  124 

With  my  substance  188 

With  rev'rend  awe,  119 

World  adieu,  97 

Write  to  Sardis,  157 

Ye  golden  lamps  229 

Ye  hearts,  with  163 

Ye  humble  souls,  2 

Ye  mourning  saints,  226 

Ye  servants  of  God  106 

Ye  sons  of  earth,  125 

Zeal  is  that  pure  48 


INDEX  OF  SCRIPTURES, 


Ox  which  the  SELECT  HYMNS  are  founded. 


Gen.  iii. 
v.  24 

Bxod.  xv. 

I  \  i     18. 

xvii    15 

xxxtv.   6 — 8 
Deut.  xxxni.  27 
Jndg.  m    24 
1  Sam.  iii.  18 
'J  (  Ihron  xv.  15 
Neh.  ix.   10 
Esth.ir.  16 
Job    xix    25 
q  xxiii. 

XXXIV. 

xlii.    5 
xlv.  3 — 5 
xlviii.   14 
11 

Ixxii.  7,8 
Iwwii.   5 

XCI       11 

civ. 
Prov.  viii.  if 

xvbi 

iii,   11 
Im     IV.  5 

XI.     0  —  9 

xiv.  24 

...  4 

11,  22 

.  \ .  S — 10 

l  i  i— ir 


H. 

H. 

61 

Isa.  li.  9 

181 

67 

lv.  7 

110 

74 

lx.   15—  20 

179 

70 

Ixv.  '23 

162 

65 

Jer.  xxiii.  G 

89 

75 

xxxi.  3 

62 

5 

x xxiii.   29 

119 

84 

Ezek.  ix.  4 — 6 

138 

77 

xxx i\.  3 

114 

71 

xl\iii.   35 

178 

151 

Dan.   ii.  45 

184 

CO 

iv    27 

108 

39 

i  [o&ea  vi.  4 

51 

8G 

Joel  i.   14 

13C 

92 

Mioah  \i.  1 — 3 

139 

79 

Nudum  i.  7 

2 

60 

Hab.  iii.  17,  18 

95 

115 

Zech.  iii.  67 

143 

91 

Mai.   iii.   16,  17 

117 

MAT.  xi. 

112 

183 

xii.  20 

164 

14 

xiii.  3 

9  3 

xvii.  4 

1 

xx vi.  36 — 45 

17 

165 

Mark  \iii.  38 

50,   7* 

x    1  i 

l<  I 

113 

XXV. 

IS  I 

i    : 

Luke  ii.  S  —  I  L 

0 

89 

10,  I."} 

iv.   |fl 

117 

riii. 

176 

1       V 

153 

i.  53—56 

..  t 

160 


INDEX   Ob    SCRIPTURES. 


II. 

H. 

John  07— GO 

49 

Ilcb.  ix.     27 

221 

xiv.  16,  17 

42 

xi.  13 

45 

20 

35 

1   Pet.  ill.  20,  21 

63 

*ix.  80 

19 

2  Pet.  i.  1 

44 

Acts  ii.  32  — 

56 

33 

1  John  iii.  1,  2 

100 

Rom.  i.  17 

13 

Rev.  ii.  1—7 

1  .">  j 

xiv.  8 

201 

8— 11 

150 

i   Cor.  xv.  5«- 

-58 

231 

iii.  1—0 

157 

2  Cor.  ii.   15, 

10 

114 

7—13 

158 

Gal.  v.  17 

58 

14—20 

159 

Eph.   ii.  S 

44 

v.  12 

30 

iv.  11,  12 

145 

xiv.  3 

27 

Phil.  i.  23 

222 

xv.  3 

103 

T  Tliess.  iv.   I. 

227 

xx.  4—10 

187 

Heh,  iv.  2 

7 

xxiL  1 — 5 

99 

vii.  25 

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